Post by UWAStaff on Feb 11, 2015 19:07:52 GMT -6
:::The U.W.A. Camera shifted from the outside of the arena to the inside and followed around the packed house for a moment. Focusing on the fans and their signs. Some for Sentinel, some for Bethany, one asked “Why Aerynn why?” Another reads “We miss you Brody.” and yet another reads Sang Real, new champs!
The camera finally comes around and focus's on the announce team where the two are sitting behind the table and all smiles.::
Lula Davidson-”WElcome ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Mayhem! We have a hell of a show for you tonight!”
Jason Chase-”Bethany tries to prove she belongs in that world title match when she takes on Sentinel. And also new comer Derek Wellings is in action taking on fellow rookie Faith.”
Lula Davidson-”Not to mention Sang Real taking on The Knights and Lacey finishing the Gealtachkta gauntlet when she faces their leader Aerynn Donnelly.”
Jason Chase-”And of course fellow new comer Cole Hunter takes on Bob Brooks, the Perv with it all.”
Lula Davidson-”And according to Oliver, we should have a winner for this tournament tonight!”
Jason Chase-”Then let's get to it!”
“This Fire Burns” hits the PA System…
Jamie Hensley-”The following match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring weighing in at 280 pounds and wrestling out of Pittsburg, PA...Here is “The Airborne Ranger” Derek Wellings!!!!!!!!”
The crowd stirs into a frenzy. Derek Wellings makes a quick charge out from the entrance. He looks towards the right side of the audience, roars at them while beating on his chest. He moves to the other side and beats on his chest while roaring at them.
Lula Davidson-”Derek making his UWA debut tonight!”
Jason Chase-”This man is a monster. Sorry for whoever has to fight him in that ring.”
Once he calms down some, Derek charges the ring at full speed and slides in the ring under the bottom rope. He quickly gets up, throws both his hands into the air for a few moments before he waits in a corner.
Fire with Fire By The Letter Black hits the PA system as white and blue lights flash. Faith appears at the top of the ramp.
Jamie Hensley-”Also making her UWA debut, weighing in at 149 pounds. She wrestles out of Camden, New Jersey…...Faith Robertson!!!!!!!!
Jason Chase-”Camden, New Jersey? What a god forsaken dump!”
She puts her arms out wide and looks up to the sky, praying to her lord.
Lula Davidson-”Maybe she is here to cleanse the evil from UWA.”
Jason Chase-”Only after she cleanses the evil from the shithole of Camden.”
Lula Davidson-”I just can’t see that being possible,”
She jogs in place for a few moments before sprinting to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope. She charges to a corner and climbs up, throwing her arms wide and praying to her lord in the skies again. A few moments later the music dies and she jumps down awaiting the start of the match.
The bell sounds and Derek instantly tries to use his size to his advantage and charges towards the smaller Faith. Faith ducks underneath the arms of the monster in front of her and sends a hard kick to his calf multiple times.
Lula Davidson-”Faith trying to bring the behemoth down to her size.”
Faith then bounces off the ropes and comes in with a dropkick to the back of the leg making Derek drop down to one knee. She doesn’t hesitate as she bounces off the ropes again and goes for a running bulldog but Derek catches her and gets to his feet for only moments before throwing her like a rag doll across the ring.
Jason Chase-”Thought for a second Faith might of had an early advantage.”
Lula Davidson-”You had to take the size difference into okay at some point ya idiot. Look at the size of that man.”
Derek gets to his feet but as does Faith. She runs right at him and slides underneath all while sweeping his legs out from under him.
Lula Davidson-”Quick thinking by Faith. She has to keep this man off his feet to stand a chance!”
Faith then launches off the ropes and comes at Derek nailing with him a springboard elbow to the side of his head. She drops down and hooks the leg for the pin.
One……………..
Two………………
Derek powers out with ease as he throws Faith off of him. Faith seems a bit shocked at the power this man truely possesses as she and her opponent are both back to their feet yet again.
Jason Chase-”Faith can’t find a way to keep this man down. She may be in trouble here!”
Faith goes to charge at Derek again but is leveled with a springboard spear which leaves her grabbing her stomach in pain and gasping for air. Now Derek hooks the leg and goes for the cover himself.
One…………..
Two……………..
Thr……
Jason Chase-”Faith getting her shoulder up at the last possible moment!!!!”
Lula Davidson-”With god on her side who knows what she can accomplish her in UWA.”
Derek seems angered as he lifts Faith up to her feet by the hair and begins to land some knife edge chops. One chop….Two Chops...Three chops land as Derek backs Faith into the turnbuckle. He then raises his arm back and stalls for a moment before sending a fourth hard chop to the chest of Faith.
Jason Chase-”Faith gunna be feeling that in the morning.”
Lula Davidson-”Who wouldn’t? I mean look at the man.”
Derek goes for yet another knife edge chop but Faith ducs and goes launching off the ropes in desperation and takes the big man down with a handspring roundhouse kick.
Lula Davidson-”She better not waste anytime here.”
And she doesn’t. Derek gets up to his knees only to be met by a flying Faith yet again. This time she launched off the ropes and grabs on landing a crazy 720 ddt, driving Derek’s head hard into the mat. She rolls him over and hooks the leg for the cover.
One………..
Two………….
To her surprise Derek kicks out. She looks at the ref but doesn’t get angered. She shrugs her shoulders and jumps to her feet and stalks her opponent.
Jason Chase-”This could be a mistake. She should not let a man of this size get back t his feet.”
Lula Davidson-”Maybe she has a plan. Who knows?”
As Derek gets to one knee she makes her move. She comes right in and sends Derek back to the mat with a superkick to the side of the head. Derek drops like a bag of rocks as Faith goes for the cover yet again.
One………
Two…….
Again Derek manages to kick out and Faith has a look on her face like nothing she is doing is going to keep this man down. SHe stands up and walks to the corner. SHe places her head down like she is praying for a way to defeat this man.
Jason Chase-”FAITH!!!”
She hears the scream from Jason but before she knows it Derek runs up behind her and locks in a sleeper hold and drags her to the middle of the ring.
Lula Davidson-”She heard you a little late and now, things may be a little late for her!”
Faith kicks and screams as she tries to break free but nothing seems to be working.
Jason-”Seems like Faith is losing her will to fight.”
With that being said Faith makes a reversal no one saw coming. She throws her legs up and over Derek and slams his down with a remarkable asai ddt out of nowhere and hooks his leg for the cover.
One………
Lula Davidson-”WOW!!!!!! WHAT A REVERSAL!!!!!!!!!!”
Two…………..
THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jason Chase-”She did it! SHe took down the man nearly twice her size!”
Lula Davidson-”What a debut by Faith Robertson!!!!”
Jamie Hensley-”Your winner by way of pinfall…..FAITH ROBERTSON!!!!!!!!”
Faith exits the ring and makes her way up the ramp only to stop at the top. She throws her arms wide and looks up praying to her lord before exiting through the curtain.
Jason Chase-”And what a way to kick off Mayhem!!!!!!!”
::The camera shifts from the ringside area to the backstage and at first it found nothing, but after a few seconds the woman in white walked around one of the corners. She wore a beautiful ivory. The tail, or train of the gown following behind her. As usual her face was covered by that thick porcelain doll mask. She stopped halfway down the hallway and the camera turned to find Joshua McBride standing perfectly still.
For a moment neither of the two seemed to move until finally the woman stepped forward and looked up at the beast before her and spoke. The voice muffled faintly from behind the mask.::
Woman: “He is losing his patience Father Joshua.”
Joshua: “And the more you show up here, the less that matters to me Harbinger.”
Woman: “That....isn't smart?”
Lula Davidson-”Makes you wonder who she serves, if Joshua doesn't even scare her a little.”
Jason Chase-”Someone far more dangerous then he is?”
Joshua: “Smart or otherwise, I will do what I wish. Your Dogma no longer has a hold on me.”
Woman: “One last chance. Tonight. Do not fail.”
::Before Joshua could ask what if he did, the woman turned and walked back the way she had come and the camera shifted to the ringside area again.::
Jamie Hensley: "Our next match tonight is set for one fall!"
Lula Davidson: "I'm going to warn you one time, Jason...ONE time. None of that horrible fake smack-talk when Vince Jones comes out here, understand?"
Jason Chase: "I'm-a still think it!"
Lula Davidson: "Long as I don't have to HEAR it."
Jamie Hensley: "Introducing first..."
"Take a bullet to my mandibles
It's the path I chose
Took life and I grabbed the balls
I rose like an animal
And the jungle taught me to handle foes."
::Green, orange, and white pyros go off and Pauly comes bursting from be hind the curtains and onto the ramp.::
Jamie Hensley: "From Belfast, Ireland and weighing in at 252 pounds, the Firecracker...PAULY O'CONNER!"
"To all ya mother Effers
Heffers and half steppers
The best of us is yet to come
Ya'll aint seen the last of us
I am that kid that nobody ever gave a ufck about
Curse words and the worst words
were the first words coming out my mouth
We started out with nothing so we had nothing to lose."
Lula Davidson: "I don't like Pauly's chances here, Jason. He's been on a slide lately, failing to take Lacey's championship as well as having a few losses to Sentinel."
Jason Chase: "Yeah, but you don't count out anyone with Irish blood. Shonn and Aerynn have faith in him, so you should too."
Lula Davidson: "Even over one of your favorites?"
Jason Chase: "Well..."
::Pauly makes he way charging down the ramp and slides into the ring as the song fades and he awaits the start of the match.::
Jamie Hensley: "And introducing his opponent..."
A loud gunshot is heard blasting over the loudspeakers and throughout the arena. Next the sound of a live electrical current can be heard pulsing through the air as the voice of 2Pac breaks the silence.
"Yo we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A.
Bruh whatever you killahs want we bringing it
Thug Luv, bitch what time is it?
I don't give a fuck where you lay at
It's time to slay these bitch ass killahs
They ain't even knowing what type of killahs we is
Where my thugs at?
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, I know you mahfuckas been waiting for this shit for a long time
Well here it is here it is what you gone do with it"
::Bizzy Bone takes over with the lyrics on the track as Vince Jones suddenly bursts through the entryway curtains armed with his black, Louisville slugger baseball bat. Jasmine appears through the entryway curtains and follows close behind him. Vince Jones makes his way to the edge of the rampway, raises his arms and the baseball bat over his head, and flashes the hand sign of his old New York street gang, the EDW.::
Jamie Hensley: "...from New York City and weighing in at 269 pounds, the One Man Dynasty...VINCE JONES!"
"Well I must be close to the Armageddon
Lord You know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson
You brought and am I stressing it softly"
::Vince Jones slowly makes his way down towards ringside while antagonizing and provoking each and every last person in the stands that he can during his stroll.::
"Get 'em up off me 'cause all we wanted
Was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my level
They can't stop me or drop me killah they got me fuck naw
Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test bullet yes declare war
Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror for what the did it all pause for the cause
And I fin to pull a nine or pistol little killa
Wit mine fuck dem killas it's on
All y'all fall Bizzy gettin' bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me stress me Lord
Looking at death with the last of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps
Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the leaves I'm alone killa believe
That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin' up over Cleveland"
::Vince Jones reaches and enters the ring. He immediately climbs up to the middle turnbuckle where he raises his arms and the Louisville slugger in the air, and flashes the hand sign of the EDW once again.::
"Ha ha ha what's poppin' killa? Put your motherfucking
Hand on your strap killa, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or be like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me killa and you better kill me thug life baby"
::After taking in and literally feeding off of the hatred from the crowd he climbs down from the turnbuckle and readies himself for battle as the theme music slowly fades out.::
"Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv"
Jason Chase: "Jonesy's had a few bad breaks himself lately, Lula, including a loss to your favorite..."
Lula Davidson: "I never said Sentinel was my favorite!"
Jason Chase: "...but he's still not to be underestimated. He's got gold on his resume here, and that's something there ain't a lotta people can say."
Lula Davidson: "I never sold Vince Jones short. But the point above it all is that both of these men need a win here tonight, and that means a stiff match."
Jason Chase: "I can certainly get behind that idea."
::And both men are fully aware of that necessity, charging one another at the bell. Vince has the size advantage, but one would never know itw as a factor as Pauly slams into him like a runaway truck, driving him back-first into the turnbuckles. Pauly unleashes a combination of forearm shivers and right hands, rocking the Career Killa who tries to cover up as the referee tries in vain to break up the brawl.
Pauly turns to yell at the referee for getting in the way, giving Jonesy the opening he needed. Now it's O'Conner's turn to take his lumps, weathering rapid fire hooks and body shots from the New York City native, once more necessitating the referee sticking his nose in. Vince grabs him by the shirt but gets threatened with a disqualfication. Pauly learned his lesson from before; he lunges at Jonsey and smashes his forehead into the bridge of the former North American Champion's nose!::
Lula Davidson: "What a shot! Jones is reeling! Pauly might have drawn blood!"
Jason Chase: "And the match is barely two minutes old! Told ya we'd have us a war tonight!"
::Pauly brings Jones down with a double-leg, again forcing the former champ to cover up as Pauly wails away with wild fists. Jones leans up after batting aside a punch, almost trapping the Firecracker in a frong guillotine. Quickly wrenching free before the fingers are locked, Pauly backs up...but not fast enough. Jones is quick as a cat, shooting for the leg and bringing Pauly down. Quickly turning to his stomach and covering up, O'Conner finds out the hard way that Vince's crossface shots from overhead aren't so easily defended against. Rocked by every blow, Pauly offers little resistance as Jones rises and delivers a boot to the ribs followed by a nasty-looking curb stomp before putting his foot on Pauly's chest in an arrogant pin attempt!::
ONE...
::Pauly's having none of that. In fact, the arrogance appears to have woken him up a bit. Vince pulls him up by the hair and whips him into the ropes, but the two collide without giving an inch. Their shoulders slam together such that both are surprised for a moment. They charge again, only to be knocked apart equally. Pauly points out the ropes and dares Jones to try again, side-stepping when the Career Killa comes running back and grabbing him for a belly-to-belly suplex. The ring reverberates from the impact and Pauly delivers another series of right hands to a downed Vince.::
Jason Chase: "These shots are setting off the richter scale, Lula."
Lula Davidson: "It isn't gonna get any better when Vince is back on his feet."
::The Irish Hellhound isn't looking to have that happen any time soon. He hoists Jonesy up for a gorilla press but can't hold him long before Vince slips out and lands behind him. A leaping knee to the back sends Pauly forward and into the ropes. He whips Pauly around after a forearm to the back of the head and tosses him 3/4 of the way across the ring with a T-bone suplex. O'Conner barely has time to get up to one knee before he's struck with the Jaw Jacka. Sent out of the ring through the ropes, Pauly only gets a moment's respite while the official holds Jones back. That doesn't last long. Rolling out of the ring himself, Jones meets a rising Pauly with a clothesline, sending him hard to the floor. An Irish whip to the barricade exacerbates the pain but doesn't quell Pauly's will to fight. Finding some adrenaline, he heaves up Jones as the big man charges in, dropping him throat-first on the same barricade before rolling back into the ring.::
Lula Davidson: "I guess Pauly's willing to take the count-out here. So much for pride."
Jason Chase: "Hey, a win's a win."
Lula Davidson: "So you say."
::Vince, however, has much more to give. He's back in the ring by eight and rolls right into the path of Pauly's boots. Stomps and kicks rain down on the former champion, prompting him to look for respite in the corner. A running facewash almost puts him out before that meddling referee gets in the way, trying to warn Pauly away due to his opponent being in the ropes. Vince delivers a Snake Eyes that stuns the Firecracker, then hurls him like a sack of cement with a release German. It's an ugly landing with Pauly landing mostly on his neck and shoulders. He offers little resistance as Vince ascends the turnbuckles in a sitting position, pulling Pauly along with him and locking in a chokehold that has the Firecracker dangling!::
Lula Davidson: "Street Dreams! Vince only has a five-count with this, though!"
Jason Chase: "Are you kidding? He doesn't need more than four!"
::Pauly is tougher than Jason gives him credit for, though, and guts it out long enough for the break to be forced. Wiping the back of his hand across his mouth, Vince grimaces down at Pauly, delivering a nasty kick to the back of a seated O'Conner. Charging into the ropes, Vince goes low with a clothesline, driving Pauly the rest of the way to the mat with a nasty, head-bouncing impact. Moving on top, Vince hooks the far leg.::
ONE...
TWO...
HAND ON THE ROPES!
Jason Chase: "Close!"
Lula Davidson: "That couldn't have been more than sheer instinct after Pauly took that clothesline!"
::Jonesy doesn't like it at all. Pauly gets up to a wobbly vertical base while Vince is fuming. Upon seeing his opponent upright, he charges in and Pauly falls to the side with a drop toe hold that ends badly for Vince. Falling face-first into the second turnbuckle, the Career Killa is jarred into a brief moment of docileness. Pauly, summoning what strength remains, returns that German suplex from earlier, arching into it for his own pin attempt.::
ONE...
TWO...
SHOULDER UP!
Jones somehow thrusts that shoulder off the mat and Pauly's still a bit too dazed to be pissed about it. He hoists Vince up onto his shoulders for the Genuine Tragedy but the former champ elbows his way out. Vince tries to twist Pauly into the Silencer but Pauly wrenches free and both men collide with a double clothesline that drops them both to the mat.::
Lula Davidson: "Now what?!"
Jason Chase: "Now they got ten seconds to get up! I thought you knew what ten-counts were!"
Lula Davidson: "I'll use this tape if I have to, Jason!"
Jason Chase: "What?! I'm behaving!"
::Neither man is quick to find a way up, Vince not breaking the count till six, Pauly a moment later at seven. They're back to where they started in moments, throwing bombs at each other's heads with the crowd having no idea who to cheer for. At least until Vince goes for the eyes, which gets him a hearty dose of his usual boos. A low blow behind the referee's back by the Firecracker, though, doesn't exactly earn him brownie points, either.
Pauly tries for a full-nelson but gets reversed. Vince almost turns the same into a slam only for Pauly to roll him up for a quick two-count. He comes up fast, grabbing Pauly's leg as the latter goes for a kick and twisting him to the mat with a dragon screw. Holding on post-impact, Vince presses the issue with the NYC Crippler but has trouble locking it in as Pauly scrambles for the ropes! Even after he clamps it on, a pained O'Conner holds on for dear life as the referee makes the requisite five-count!::
Lula Davidson: "Vince is asking for a disqualification here, Jason!"
Jason Chase: "Relax! Jonesy is in control! He's a professional!"
::The referee tries to get Vince to break the hold with another threat of DQ but Jones gets in his face, intimidating him into backing up even though the hold is indeed broken. Pauly, from the mat, drives a boot into the VERY lower abdomen when Vince comes at him again. Grabbing him by the leg, the Irish Hellhound rolls up Jonesy!::
ONE...
TWO...
Lula Davidson: "Wait...he has hold of the trunks!"
Jason Chase: "Why that dirty...!"
THREE!
Lula Davidson: "And look at him get out of Dodge as fast as he can!"
Jason Chase: "He pulled a fast one on Jonesy! That shit ain't right, homes! Hell was that referee lookin' at?!"
::Pauly could give less of a damn about the fuming Vince Jones in the ring. He's already on the ramp with the refree raising his arm, never having seen the infraction.::
Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...PAULY O'CONNER!"
Jason Chase: "I'm bettin' that next time the result will be different!"
Lula Davidson: "Like it or not, your boy got beat."
::He stops short of taunting Jonesy, but Pauly is obviously quite proud of himself as he stands at the top of the ramp, arms raised victoriously.
Backstage, a camera finds Jeszika Gautier sitting before a monitor, watching the show, her phone in her hand as she fires off a text. The zooms in and a voice she can’t hear begins talking.::
Voice: “Worry regarding everything you can resonate some understanding, it won’t matter… in the end.”
::Jeszika’s phone goes off and she glances down at the screen, firing off another text while the matches continue before her.::
Voice: “Kris and Care Bear are perfectly capable of fending for themselves, although, perhaps I should render assistance. She might enjoy a free snowstorm… I hear there’s nothing like fresh powder...”
::Jeszika shakes her head and looks back to the monitor as the shot fades back to the ringside area.
The lights go out and Marilyn Manson's "Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)" starts. A strobe effect playing in time to the riff to allow all eyes to find Cole Hunter standing in the shadows of the entrance way, smirking cruelly. At 0.56, he starts to walk forward, his hands outstretched as if to invite everyone in close to him. He raises his hands up and folds them into a gun shape bringing the "barrel" up to his lips. He kisses it and then points it around to the fans as if to say "I could have you... or you... or you..." He steps into the ring and makes his way to a corner, facing the entrance way, waiting for his next victim to arrive as the lights come back up.
Jamie Hensley: The Following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first. From New Orleans Louisiana. Weighing in at 200 pounds. COLE HUNTER!
Can't Stop begins to play, and shortly after 'Photographer' Bob Brooks walks out from backstage. He's carrying a large tri pod with a camera perched on top over his shoulder, similar to how some baseball players might carry their baseball bat. Bob walks towards the ring, his eyes looking up at the lights above, then around the ring, making himself familiar with the setting. He makes it to the ring, but instead of stepping inside he walks around it, looking for the perfect spot. Finally he finds a spot he finds ideal, and sets his tri pod down. Now Bob takes his time fiddling with the camera itself, making sure it's pointed towards the ring at an angle that won't miss any of the action, he isn't about to rely on anyone else to capture the action for him. Once Bob has convinced himself he's got the perfect set up, he slides into the ring.
Jamie Hensley: Introducing next. Residing in Hollywood California. Weighing in at 215 pounds. BOB BROOKS!
The ref does a quick pat down of both men, before he signals for the bell ring. Hunter and Brooks quickly lock up with Hunter spinning Brooks to the mat with an arm drag. Brooks hops back up to his feet and it met with another arm drag by Hunter. Brooks hops up again and Hunter leaps up onto Brooks and spikes him down with a surprise DDT and instantly goes for the cover.
1...
KICKOUT!.
Brooks now has Hunter in a headlock. Brooks rolls Hunter down to the mat and keeps hold of the headlock. Brooks begins talking a little bit of trash to his opponent who is trying to fight out of the hold. Hunter somehow manages to break loose and he rolls backward away from Brooks. Brooks goes to go after him but Hunter explodes from out of nowhere with a giant calf kick that finds its mark right on the jaw of Brooks.
Brooks hit’s the mat with a thud. Hunter takes off against the ropes and hit’s a springboard moonsault but Brooks puts his knees up to block. Hunter bounces off the knees and lands on his feet but is still hunched over and feeling the effects. Brooks gets up to his feet and nails a flip over neck breaker and goes for a pin.
1.….
2.…
KICKOUT
Brooks shoves Hunter into the corner and makes sure he stays there with a stinging right hand. Brooks takes a few steps back and he gets a running start. He leaps into the air looking for a corner clothesline and Hunter dodges at the last second! Brooks hits nothing but turnbuckle and it now sitting there. Hunter takes this opportunity to nail Brooks is a huge roundhouse like kick that knocks Brooks for a loop as he falls backward, his head nailing the mat with a thud.
Hunter exit’s the ring and stands on the apron. He looks at the way Brooks is laying on the ground and he decides on the perfect move. A springboard leg drop! Hunter leaps onto the ropes but at this point Brooks manages to do a sit up and get himself out of the way. Hunter finds nothing but mat! Meanwhile Brooks has climbs the turnbuckle. He rolls his arms around signaling that he is going for the 450 splash.
The crowd is actually cheering in anticipation as Brooks just smirks and waves them off. He hops off the turnbuckle and just simply kicks Hunter in the stomach.
Hunter is coughing and holding his stomach in pain as Brooks bends down to pick up his opponent. But Hunter is quick and rolls Brooks up in a small package!
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
Brooks gets out at the last possible second and is looking shocked. He even had to check the ref to make sure he didn’t just lose. Once he confirmed the match is still going he drills Hunter with a stiff elbow. He throws a few more and then hits a Tornado DDT from out of nowhere. Brooks sees his opportunity. He climbs to the top, and jumps…..HE HITS THE PSD! Brooks makes the cover!
1...
2...
3!!!
the Bell rings to signal that this match is over.
Jamie Hensley: Here is your winner. Bob Brooks!
Lula Davidson: “We apologize for the technical difficulties folks, but we're happy to say we're back!”
Jason Chase: “I blame the terrorists.”
Lula Davidson: “You're such an idiot.”
::The camera shifted to the back once again to find Joshua in the exact spot we had left him. As if he had't moved since the talk with this strange woman, a look of smug confidence on his face but with a cold rage in his eyes.::
JC: "Whoever this person is talkin' about, they gotta be ten times worse than...where'd HE come from?!"
LD: "Christ, what an impact!"
::Having started finally walking down the hall after his verbal altercation, Joshua turned the corner only to be suddenly, and very violently, driven into the wall by an enraged Sentinel! Grabbed by the hair as he was slumped against the wall, he's whipped into a metal rack back-first, causing the Dark Messiah to arch his spine in pain. Sentinel shoves him back against, blasting him with a headbutt before pulling the steel chain off his shoulder and wrapping his fist in it.::
JC: "Whoa, hey! Too far! Where the hell's security!?"
LD: "I've never seen him this angry, Jason! Someone better get in there and get Joshua away from him!"
::Rearing back with his steel-wrapped fist, Sentinel blasts Joshua with a couple hard punches, the blows making McBride's head fly back. Grabbing him then by the collar of his shirt, Sentinel throws McBride into the far wall and rushes him. Joshua gets a knee up, driving a headbutt of his own to the bridge of the Destroyer's nose before trying to smash his head against the metal rack.
Elbowing his way free, Sentinel wraps the chain around Joshua's throat and forces him to his knees, driving a knee into his back. McBride clutches at the chain a few times but the leverage is on the Destroyer's side. Before he passes out from air loss and still possesses his faculties, Sentinel pulls the chain away and proceeds to wrap it around his right arm now, stalking Joshua from behind.::
LD: "Oh, hell...is he going to hit the Dead End with that thing?!"
JC: "There won't BE a match at Tragic Engagement if that happens, Lula!"
LD: "Wait a second, there's Talon! Maybe she can talk sense into him!"
::The crimson-haired Angel of Sin does indeed step in, her arms folded across her chest...but she seems more content to watch Sentinel attempt to decapitate the Dark Messiah than anything close to talking him out of it.
Sentinel turns her way, then to McBride, then back again. He lowers his arm with a snarl, shaking his head. Joshua, wobbly but on his feet, turns back to them with a bloody grin forming despite his pain and hindered breathing.::
JC: "I knew he didn't have the stones!"
LD: "Maybe he just wants to save ending this till the pay-per-view, Jason!"
JC: "Yeah, right!"
::Looking right back at Joshua, Sentinel looks like he's about to go into a rage again, but instead he just grins right back. Joshua seems put off by this, taking a staggered step forward just as Talon hops a half-step toward the Dark Messiah and drills him with a superkick seemingly out of nowhere!::
LD: "Soulsplitter! Looks like Sentinel just wanted to let his lady get her shot in, too!"
JC: "How the hell is THAT fair?!"
LD: "Maybe because Joshua's laid hands on her and actually licked her damn face on Mayhem two weeks ago?!"
::Walking over to the prone McBride, Sentinel stares down at him as Talon saunters up by his side, wrapping her arms around one of his. She licks her lips as she stares down at McBride, then meets Sentinel's eyes as they share a steel-melting kiss over the downed man.::
JC: "...lucky bastard."
LD: "Not even gonna try and argue."
::Separating after a few moments, the two walk off arm in arm, leaving Joshua laying. After the two had fully walked away a door to the side of where they stood opened and there stood the masked woman looking down at the out cold form of Joshua and her disgust could be felt....even through the mask.::
Voice: “You know what to do now......”
::The voice was calm....collected and smooth. What some might call sexy, and definitely male. The woman's covered face nodded and she gently closed the door and the camera shifted back to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: “Was that......him?”
Jason Chase: “I think so.....”
Lula Davidson: “Sounded kinda hot....”
Jason Chase: “Seriously?!”
Jamie Hensley: “The following contests, is a non-title tag team match and it is set for one fall! Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 465 pounds, the team of the Silver Baron and Craven, the Sin City Knights!!!”
::The lights dim down, as “It's Going Down” slowly begins to play.::
Watch them flee...
Watch them flee...
Watch them flee...
Hip hop hits!
And you do it like this!
::A single backlight is seen pulsing, with both Jade and Nicole walking out, and standing at either side of the stage. The Silver Baron and Craven rise up from below the stage.::
It's going down (It's going down)
It's going down (It's going down)
It's going down (It's going down It's going down...)
::Craven looks from underneath his hood towards the gathered masses, before the four of them begin heading down to the ring, with the Silver Baron exchanges high fives with the nearby crowd.::
It's going down
The rhythm project's 'round the next sound
Reflex the complex, hybrid dialect now
Detects the mesh of many elements compressed down
The melting pot of a super-futuresque style
The combination of vocal caress
With lungs the gasp for breath
From emotional stress
With special effects
And a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage
::Once they reach the ring, the ladies climb up and pose at the ropes, as both men slide in between the rops. Silver Baron taps his chest twice with his sceptre then raises his arm up, as Craven jumps up and assumes a perched position.::
It's going down
The logical progression on the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
A logical progression on the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
Lula Davidson: “Is there any particular reason why this match is non-title after all the whining Sang Réal did about that?”
Jason Chase: “That wouldn’t be fair to the champions!”
Lula Davidson: “What, why?”
Jason Chase: “Because it’s their first match as champions, challengers should have to earn their way to Sang Réal!!!”
I've paid my dues
Time after time.
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime.
And bad mistakes ‒
I've made a few.
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face
But I've come through.
The arena lights go out. “Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica begin to play. Golden sparks rain from the ceiling, illuminating Connor Murphy, who is standing and looking up with his arms and the UWA Tag Team Championship belt raised in the air, and Gabriel Krown, who is on one knee in front of Murphy, looking up and his arms raised as he holds the title up into the air. The lights come back on.
Hensley: "Coming to the ring, at a combined weight of 467 pounds, they are the UWA Tag Team Champions...Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown...Sang Réal!"
We are the champions, my friends,
And we'll keep on fighting 'til the end.
We are the champions.
We are the champions.
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the world.
Krown gets to his feet, shouldering the title, and spins a bit, his robe flying behind him as he turns to stand next to Murphy, who keeps the title held up before draping it over his shoulder. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd. As they walk, balloons and confetti fall down over them.
We are the champions, my friends,
And we'll keep on fighting 'til the end.
We are the champions.
We are the champions.
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the world.
The two men climb the stairs and walk along the apron before entering the ring. In the middle of the ring, the two strike the same pose as they did at the entrance. Krown gets to his feet and the two climb the turnbuckles to pose, raising the titles high above the crowd. Dismounting, the two hand the titles to the referee as they move to their corner and take their robes off.
Lula Davidson: “I can’t believe these two are the UWA World Tag Team Champions!”
Jason Chase: “Believe it! They told the world and when the time came, they proved their words to be true!”
Lula Davidson: “By stealing the titles?”
Jason Chase: “At the end of that match, whose hands were raised in victory?”
::The bell sounds and Gabriel Krown walks out to meet the Silver Baron in the middle of the ring. They lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up and Krown quickly takes a side headlock. Baron steps back to the ropes and shoots Krown off. Krown reverses the irish whip and Baron runs across the ropes. he rebounds off the ropes where Murphy manages to hit him with a forearm in the back of the head. Baron clutches at his head, staggering forward and Krown catches him for Ye King’s Anger. Baron hits the mat and Krown pounds away on him on the mat relentlessly with punches. Baron tries to block it and Krown grabs him by the head, bouncing him off the mat by he’s trying to break open a piggy bank. As Baron’s eyes start to roll back into his head, Krown releases his grip and jumps to his feet. Krown runs his fingers through his hair and starts yelling, spinning in a circle before dropping an elbow for a cover.::
1…
2…
BARON KICKS OUT!!!
::Krown makes the tag to Murphy and Sang Réal pulls Baron to his feet. They shoot him off to the ropes and on the rebound catch him for Off With Head. Krown releases his grip and rolls out to their corner while Murphy covers Baron.::
1…
2…
BARON GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!
::Murphy shakes his head almost like he’s insulted by having to continue the match and pulls baron up for a snap suplex. Baron hits hard and Murphy pulls him up for a second snap suplex. Murphy stands up and motions like he’s gonna do it one more time but Baron pulls him down into an inside cradle::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
Lula Davidson: “Connor Murphy just got a little too arrogant and it almost cost him!”
Jason Chase: “You mean like they were “almost” not champions?”
Lula Davidson: “Yes, they almost lost that match!”
Jason Chase: ““Almost” doesn’t matter in the face of actuality!”
::Murphy gets Baron up and looks for the Wolf Fang Fist but Baron ducks it and snaps off a punch. Murphy is staggered and the Baron starts giving him a couple of repeated punches before going into the shake, rattle and roll dance. As he comes back for the last punch. Murphy catches him for a european uppercut and Baron goes down hard. Murphy jumps on top for the cover.::
1…
2…
CRAVEN MAKES THE SAVE!!!
Murphy gets up to meet him and the two begin trading punches. Murphy nails Craven, Craven fires back, Murphy, Craven, Murphy, Craven, Murphy, Craven, Murphy, Craven. Gabriel Krown steps in make sure the referee doesn’t call for a disqualification. Craven meets him coming in with a punch and the two peel off while Murphy reaches down on Baron. As Craven and krown start trading shots, Baron pulls Murphy down into an inside cradle where Murphy’s feet end up against the middle rope.::
1…
2…
REFEREE SEES THE FEET ON THE ROPES!!!
::The referee shoves Murphy’s feet off the ropes and Murphy rolls into a reversal of the cradle and pin on Baron.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Krown backs into the ropes and Craven moves in on him. Krown ducks under and backdrops Craven over the top to the floor as Murphy and Baron get to their feet. Baron kicks Murphy in the gut and snaps off the Playa-Bomb.::
1…
2…
KROWN MAKES THE SAVE!!!
::Gabriel Krown pulls Baron up and a nasty kick to the mouth. Krown falls to the mat in a daze and Murphy looks for the Wolf Fang Fist and Baron catches him coming with a flying scissors on that arm. baron over into the Silver Lining and Murphy screams bloody murder. Krown staggers up to all fours and then breaks up the submission attempt as the referee checks on Murphy. Krown pulls Baron up and Craven dives in from behind, hooking Krown and spinning into the Broken Promise. Murphy drills Baron low and hits Murphy’s Law. Murphy covers as Craven looks over from next to Krown on the mat.::
1…
2…
CRAVEN MAKES THE SAVE!!!
::Murphy drags Craven up and swings on him for a European uppercut. He connects and Craven falls back towards the ropes. Murphy rushes in and clotheslines him over the top to the floor again. Baron pops up behind Murphy and rolls him up with a schoolboy.::
1…
2…
MURPHY KICKS OUT!!!
::Baron kicks Murphy and looks for the Silver Lining again only for Krown to break it up. The Champions get to their feet and pull Baron up and hit Toujours Pur in the middle of the ring. Murphy covers, hooking the leg.::
1…
2…
CRAVEN DIVES IN FOR THE SAVE!!!
::Krown pulls Craven off and slaps on the Checkmate. Murphy gets Baron up to his feet and looks for Murphy’s Law but Baron pulls him down into an inside cradle.::
1…
2…
KROWN LETS GO OF CRAVEN TO MAKE THE SAVE!!!
Lula Davidson: “How do they all keep doing that?”
Jason Chase: “The Knights just haven’t realized they’ve already lost is all!”
Lula Davidson: “But they haven’t lost!”
Jason Chase: “Don’t they realize when it comes to Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, the Silver Baron and Craven lost at birth?”
::Craven staggers up and starts trading shots with Murphy while Baron does the same with Krown. The crowd starts cheering wildly as all four of them trade punches, Knights, Sang, Knights, Sang, Knights, Sang, Knights, Sang, Knights. Murphy and Krown drop to their knees and hit matching low blows. The referee starts to admonish them but they both pull a Knight down into an inside cradle.::
1…
2…
REVERSALS IN STEREO!!!
1…
2…
REVERSALS IN STEREO AGAIN!!!
1…
2…
::Krown shoves Craven to the floor and moves in on Baron again. The Champions give him Off With His Head and then Murphy goes to the corner to remove the top turnbuckle pad. Krown sets Baron and whips towards the corner. Murphy catches Baron coming in for a wicked release belly to belly suplex that smashes Baron upside down and back first onto the exposed steel turnbuckle. Murphy pulls Baron up and drops him into a snakeeyes drop onto the steel busting Baron wide open. Baron staggers out of the corner and they hit him with Toujour Pur for the second time. Murphy covers and Craven grabs a chair on the outside.::
1…
2…
CRAVEN BREAKS IT UP WITH A CHAIR SHOT!!!
::The referee calls for the disqualification as Craven wheels and nails Krown with the chair as well. Krown staggers back and Murphy pops up. Craven drills him and goes to check on Baron. Krown comes out of the corner and dives at Craven’s leg. Murphy gets back up and grabs the chair as Krown pulls Craven up. Murphy blasts Craven over the head and then Krown runs him into the corner, bouncing him face first off the exposed steel as well. Craven staggers out of the corner and Murphy blasts him over the head, knocking Craven to the mat as the crowd boos.::
Lula Davidson: “This is disgusting!”
Jason Chase: “Hey, he brought the chair in! You play with fire, you get burned!”
Lula Davidson: “Hr was fighting fire WITH fire!”
Jason Chase: “Didn’t help him much, did it?”
Jamie Hensley: “Here are your winners, the UWA World Tag Team Champions, Sang Réal!”
::The camera shifted to a commercial for Tragic Engagement and then back to a empty ring.::
The stage lights begin to flash red, as 'With me' begins to play.
You know
Every world will have it's end (Have it's end)
I'm here
To Prove it all
To you.
A loud engine can be heard, as Lacey comes out to the stage on her chopper. The UWA Television Championship is wrapped around her neck.
I am
Who you don't think I am (Think I am)
All wrapped up
In my evil plan.
Lacey revs up her engine a couple times, before she rides to the ring.
Hensley: “Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, she is the UWA Television Champion…Laaaaaceeeey Robertsssss!”
Can't taste the day (taste the day)
Savour night (savour night)
Spells beyond you
As I watch you crawl.
Lula: “It seems in recent weeks, Lacey has developed some issues with Gealtachta.”
Chase: “Well two weeks ago, Gealtachta seemed to have a problem with everyone.”
Once Lacey reaches the ring, she takes a couple laps around the ring, before she gets off, taking the title off from around her neck and slides into the ring, shouldering the title.
Do you dare to fight (dare to fight)
Evil's might (evil's might)
I'll be the last one standing
In a flash of light!
Lula: “Lacey Roberts is only the second Television Champion in UWA history and she is looking to be the best.”
Chase: “She’s following Amy Zing, not too great a challenge.”
Lula: “Amy Zing is a great competitor.”
Chase: “But Lacey is better.”
Lacey climbs onto on of the turnbuckles, and flashes the devil's sign with both hands. She then hands the title to the referee and takes off her kutte, before she climbs down.
My eyes (my eyes)
Are filled with curiosity
You think (you think)
That you have power over me
In this life (this life)
There's no room for you and me
So turn away or
Face this day
WITH ME! (Face the day with me)
WITH ME! (Face this day with me)
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!! GET UP!!"
The scream comes from the speakers as the arena goes completely dark. The music of Korn’s “Get Up!” featuring Skrillex starts softly. And at the top of the ramp stands Aerynn Donnelly at the center of the ramp with Shonn on the right of her; Pauly on the left.
Lula: “At Tragic Engagement, Aerynn Donnelly will face Jeszika Gautier and Bethany Kenyon for the UWA World Championship.”
Chase: “It was a smart move, ticking off Jeszika, which isn’t that hard, and getting her to demand Aerynn gets a spot in the title match.”
As the beginning melody plays, Aerynn is kind of bouncing back and forth. Head bowed. Shonn stands there with a sadistic smile upon his face. While Pauly looks to the others and meets Shonn smile with one of his own.
Hensley: “And her opponent, accompanied to the ring by Shonn Maguire and Pauly O’Conner, representing Gealtachta, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts by way of Dublin, Ireland and weighing in at 140 lbs…Aerrrynn Donnnellyyyy!”
Lula: “Two weeks ago, Gealtachta seemingly picked a fight with half the UWA roster.”
Chase: “They were just trying to make a statement.”
Lula: “Many people believe they cost K.I.S.S. the UWA Tag Team Championships two weeks ago.”
Chase: “Sang Réal won those titles fair and square.”
As the melody slows, Aerynn jumps straight up in the air and hits the floor just as the bass drops and pyrotechnics go off to illuminate the arena. The trio makes their way to the ring as the crowd boos them vociferously. They step into the ring and walk to the middle where Shonn throws an arm around Aerynn, cruel smirks on all three faces. Aerynn leans back into Shonn while Pauly crosses his arms and stands imposingly next to his friends, all three ready to throw down.
Lula: “This is going to be a fight.”
Shonn and Pauly exit the ring. Lacey takes look at Shonn and Pauly, seemingly concerned over their presence, but quickly refocuses as the referee signals for the bell.
The current UWA Television Champion takes an early advantage and applies an armbar to the former world champion. She keeps the armbar locked on, trying to do some damage to Aerynn’s arm and take away some of her offense.
Lula: “Lacey Roberts taking early control of the match here.”
Chase: “Lacey is tough, you cannot take that away from her.”
Lacey keeps the armbar on, wrenching. Aerynn is able to counter out of the move with a stiff punch, forcing Lacey to break the hold. “The Irish Princess” grabs Lacey, delivering a hard knee to the face of “the Devil’s Little Sister”. Lacey hits the mat, trying to get to her feet, only to get nailed with another knee strike to the face and knocking her against the ropes, where she connects with a forearm. The referee forces Aerynn to break.
Lula: “And here comes that aggression of Aerynn Donnelly. It’s that aggression that may make her the first two-time UWA World Champion.”
Chase: “If anyone knows how to win a triple threat match, it’s Aerynn Donnelly, Vince Jones and Kyle Travis. Those three in a triple threat are hard to bet against.”
Lula: “Well only one of those three is involved in a triple threat match, the other two have one-on-one matches.”
Aerynn steps away from Lacey, who moves away from the ropes. Taking advantage to nail the cheap shot, the former UWA World Champion nails Lacey with a superkick, knocking her through the ropes and out on to the floor. The referee disciplines Aerynn before he quickly turns to keep Pauly and Shonn away from Lacey, who is starting to stir.
Lula: “And Lacey Roberts has just dumped the former UWA World Champion out of the ring.”
Chase: “Lacey’s got the speed, but Aerynn is just explosive.”
Aerynn moves past the referee and to the outside, rolling Lacey into the ring, then taking a moment to look at Pauly and Shonn, who stand in support of her. She turns to the ring, pulling herself up. As she starts to get into the ring, Lacey nails her with a dropkick, knocking her on to the apron. Lacey then helps Aerynn into the ring with vertical suplex and rolls through for a cover.
One…
Kickout!
Lula: “Lacey is not letting up on the Aerynn.”
Chase: “It’s a very wise strategy on her part.”
Lacey does not let up, taking Aerynn down with another suplex and then bouncing off the ropes to hit a knee smash into the face of the former UWA Champion.
Lula: “Lacey Roberts is not letting up.”
Chase: “Would you?”
Trying for something a little high risk, Lacey steps through the ropes, waiting for Aerynn to get to her feet. However, Pauly and Shonn take the chance to move closer to Lacey, taking her attention away from Aerynn.
Lula: “Lacey maybe trying some sort of aerial offense here.”
Chase: “She’s got to pull out all the stops.”
Lula: “Someone get those two away.”
The referee warns Pauly and Shonn to stay away. Lacey pulls herself up on the top rope, trying to launch herself into the ring, but Aerynn manages to sidestep. Lacey hits nothing but mat, bouncing off.
Lula: “The distraction from Pauly and Shonn causes Lacey to miss with a high risk maneuver.”
Chase: “Don’t blame them because Lacey wasn’t paying attention.”
As Lacey manages to get to her feet, Aerynn takes her down with a reverse DDT, hooking the leg for a cover.
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Lula: “Aerynn with a reverse DDT and a cover, but Lacey kicks out.”
Keeping on the attack, Aerynn bends down to pick Lacey up, but Lacey catches her by surprise with a small package.
One…
Two…
Th…Kickout!
Lula: “Lacey almost caught Aerynn with a small package and almost got the win.”
Chase: “Almost isn’t a definite.”
Both women manage to get to their feet, but Aerynn is quicker, grabbing Lacey and hoising her up, driving her into the mat with a vicious spinebuster and hooks the legs for another pin attempt.
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Lula: “A vicious spinebuster and even Aerynn looks surprised as that she did not get the win there.”
Chase: “Lacey is a tough one.”
Getting back to her feet, Aerynn moves to position, signaling that it’s time to finish this thing by slapping her leg.
Chase: “But this may finish her.”
Lula: “Lacey looking for the Stall N’ Crawl to finish this one.”
As Lacey gets to her feet, Aerynn charges in, going for the Stall N’ Crawl, but Lacey manages to duck the kick and catches Aerynn in a sleeper hold.
Lula: “Lacey manages to duck the kick!”
Chase: “What?”
Lula: “And a sleeper hold locked on!”
Aerynn tries fighting off the hold, trying to break free.
Lula: “Lacey is trying to take the Aerynn down.”
In a desperation move, she rams herself and Lacey into the corner, forcing Lacey to break the hold. Lacey slumps against the turnbuckles while Aerynn staggers away, trying to catch her breath.
Chase: “Well that broke the hold.”
That moment, however, is all Lacey needs to go for the sleeper hold again, but this time, Aerynn is able to get a hold of the ropes and forces the break. Lacey sends Aerynn to the outside with a dropkick. “The Irish Princess” is livid as she slaps the apron hard, looking like she is about to snap. Shonn and Pauly quickly move to her to calm her down. Inside the ring, Lacey Roberts poses, taunting the former UWA World Champion.
Lula: “Lacey manages to knock Aerynn to the outside again, and “the Irish Princess” is livid.”
Chase: “That may not be a good thing for Lacey.”
Aerynn pulls herself up to the apron. As Lacey moves in, Aerynn grabs her head, pulling her down over the ropes. Lacey snaps her, landing on the mat and holding her throat.
Lula: “A cheap shot from Aerynn.”
Chase: “Cheap but it works.”
Aerynn takes the opportunity to slide back into the ring and shoots Lacey across the ropes and catches her with a two-handed chokeslam. Aerynn goes for a pin.
Lula: “A chokeslam by Aerynn and this could be it.”
One…
Two…
Th…Kickout!
Lula: “And, somehow, Lacey kicks out.”
Chase: “How?”
Aerynn does not let up, grabbing Lacey and whipping her across the ring, but Lacey reverses. At the last moment, “the Irish Princess” reverses, sending Lacey over the top rope. “The Devil’s Little Sister” manages to catch herself on the ropes and apron, pulling herself up. As Aerynn turns around to meet her, Lacey manages to nail her with a chick kick, knocking her back.
Lula: “And this time it is Lacey sent out of the ring.”
Chase: “Nice change of pace.”
Lula: “And Aerynn takes a hard kick to the jaw.”
Pulling herself up, Lacey launches herself into the ring, nailing Aerynn with a springboard lariat and knocking her down. Lacey quickly rolls over and hooks the leg for a pin.
One…
Two…
Thr…shoulder up!
Lula: “This time, Lacey nails the clothesline and a cover, but Aerynn kicks out.”
Chase: “Lacey seems surprised by that one.”
Lacey gets to her feet, waiting for Aerynn to stir. As the former world champion starts getting to her feet, the current Television Champion shoots the ropes and connects with a running DDT, driving Aerynn’s head into the mat.
Lula: “Lacey nails the DDT.”
Chase: “Oh, this has been a fight.”
Slowly, Lacey pulls Aerynn over to the corner and pulls herself up to the top turnbuckle and poses for a moment as she jumps off.
Lula: “Lacey going for a high risk move here, trying to put Aerynn away.”
Chase: “Like the Seahawks not running the ball, this may be a bad idea. Why? Why didn’t they run the ball? I lost $20 on that game.”
Lula: “You don’t even like the Seahawks.”
Chase: “The point stands.”
At the last minute, Aerynn rolls out of the way, causing Lacey to miss with a reverse lungblower. Lacey hits the mat, dropping to her knees and trying to get back to her feet. As she turns around, Aerynn nails her with a hard spear, knocking Lacey down to the mat. The former world champion goes for the cover.
Lula: “Aerynn avoids the move and catches Lacey with a spear.”
Chase: I think she broke her.”
One…
Two…
Thr…shoulder up!
Lula: “And somehow, Lacey gets the shoulder up.”
Chase: “Neither of these ladies is giving an inch tonight.”
Trying to end the match, Aerynn rolls Lacey over and tries to lock in Across the River. Lacey struggles to fight it off, but it is ultimately futile as Aerynn locks the hold on.
Lula: “Aerynn going for a submission, trying to find someway to put Lacey away here.”
Lacey struggles to break the hold, trying to loosen Aerynn’s grip. She starts to pull herself to the ropes, trying to reach for them as she Aerynn keeps the hold on. The referee is in perfect position, watching the two competitors while managing to keep an eye on Pauly and Shonn.
Lula: “Aerynn locks in Across the River and Lacey is trying to fight it off.”
Chase: “Lacey is not going to tap out any time soon, but it may not be a bad idea.”
Reaching with all she has, Lacey grabs the bottom rope, forcing the break. Aerynn refuses to let go. The referee starts to count, and on the three, Aerynn finally releases the hold.
Lula: “Aerynn risking disqualification, keeping the hold on as the referee counts.”
Chase: “She had until four. She let go at three.”
Getting back to her feet, Aerynn pulls Lacey away from the ropes, but Lacey tries fighting her off, kicking her and managing to knock her down.
Lula: “Lacey trying to fight off Aerynn.”
Aerynn moves back in for the attack, but Lacey catches her with another small package.
Lula: “She caught her with a small package out of nowhere!”
One…
Two…
Thr…Kickout!
Lula: “Oh so close there.”
Aerynn and Lacey get to their feet. Lacey connects with a kick to the midsection and bounces off the ropes, trying for the Reaper Scythe.
Lula: “Here comes the Reaper Scythe!”
Aerynn manages to avoid the move and tries for the Stall N’ Crawl.
Lula: “Aerynn ducks out of the way and goes for the Stall N’ Crawl!”
Somehow, Lacey manages to avoid the move and grab Aerynn in a German suplex.
Lula: “And Aerynn misses!”
Chase: “How?”
Lula: “German suplex!”
One…
Two…
Three!
Aerynn manages to kickout, but it is too late as the match is over. Lacey quickly rolls out of the ring, throwing her arms in the air as Pauly and Shonn hit the ring. Aerynn runs to the ropes, yelling at Lacey, who throws her arms up into the air.
Hensley: “Here is your winner…Lacey Roberrtssss!”
Lula: “This has to be something of an upset! What a match though!”
Chase: “How in the hell did that just happen?!”
The referee runs up to Lacey, handing her the UWA Television Championship and raising her arm as she moves to the back. Inside the ring, Aerynn still looks upset over the loss.
Lula: “This is a huge win for Lacey Roberts, but you have to wonder how this will affect Aerynn going into Tragic Engagement.”
Chase: “She’ll be fine.”
Lula: “Oh, what In the hell is he doing here?!”
::Sure enough through the curtain came Kyle Travis with a crowbar in hand. Looking to create some damage before before he could so much as make it halfway down the ramp someone jumped the barricade and stood at the bottom of the ramp.::
Lula: “Is that......Craven?!”
Chase: “The hell is he doing here?!”
Lula: “He isn't letting Travis get involved. They aren't done yet.”
Chase: “The man's an idiot.”
::The camera shifted from the stand off and the two men jawing at one another to the backstage area. More specificly the locker room of the Children of Nephilim who looked.....pissed. Sariel, Maiko and the twins all on their feet and staring at the masked woman.::
Maiko: “You don't really think we will do that do you?”
Sariel: “NEVER!”
Woman: “You don't have a choice.....”
Maiko: “The hell we don't!”
Woman: “Will you defy....HIM?”
::The reaction on the two women was clear. Each shivered and shook their heads mutely.::
Woman: “Good. He commands it.”
Maiko: “.....His will be done.”
Woman: “Good girl.”
::The camera then shifts back to the ringside area.::
Jamie Hensley: “The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at 140 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Nikki Peltier and the UWA North American Champion Ashley Kenyon, representing K.I.S.S. and Arsenal, this is BETHANY KENYON!!!”
::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the onlooking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody.::
Lula Davidson: “So, here we go with a battle of two fan favorites. Bethany Kenyon, coming off the loss of the UWA World Tag Team Championships, taking on a man who hasn’t lost in one on one competition since his return, Sentinel!”
Jason Chase: “She admitted she’s afraid of him and you know what? She should be because that guy has pissed off some really heavy hitters with Joshua McBride and yo man, V!”
Lula Davidson: “And it’s not because he’s huge, hits like a truck and has, in fact, defeated both of those heavy hitters?”
Jason Chase: “Yo, I ain’t tryin’ to hear all that! Y’all mahfuckas betta jus watch yo asses ‘round V!”
Jamie Hensley: “And her opponent, weighing in at 277 pounds and hailing from Valley Forge. Tennessee and accompanied to the ring by Talon, this is “The Silent Destroyer” SENTINEL!!!”
::The arena goes dark, static crackling through the PA speakers and across the big screen. A distorted siren sounds off and as it does rows of white lights cut on behind the stage's entryway. A tall, dark silhouette stands against them...::
"I got nothin' left and that makes me dangerous!"
::...and as the first lyric of "Dangerous" by Shaman's Harvest is belted out, the lights go up in a flash, showing Sentinel standing before the lights with Talon leaned back against his chest, her arms lifted and her hands clasped behind his neck. She walks ahead of him, leading the way to the ring as he marches down the ramp, both hands gripping the ends of the heavy steel chain around his neck except when he's bumping fists with the fans en route.::
"Got no more hate...and that makes me dangerous.
No pride or shame...and that makes me dangerous.
Can't get knocked down...and that makes me dangerous.
My time is now...and that makes me dangerous."
::Talon smoothly pulls herself onto the apron and cartwheels into an upside-down pose, hanging from the top rope. She beckons to Sentinel who steps forward, the two sharing a heated kiss before she pulls herself back up and flips from the ropes into the ring. Sentinel ascends the steps and climbs onto the turnbuckles, looking out at the packed arena before dropping down into the ring.::
"I'm a grenade without reason, ready to explode...
I'm like a freight locomotive, steamin' out of control...
I'll make you a martyr, boy, step in line...
I'm a glutton for punishment, yeah, it makes me feel alive!"
::He drops the chain under the turnbuckles and takes off his cut, handing it to Talon before holding the ropes so she can exit the ring. Sentinel remains in that same corner, head lowered as he awaits the bell.::
Lula Davidson: “He’s been making a lot of noise lately!”
Jason Chase: “Yo...”
Lula Davidson: “Honest to God, if you do that again, I’m gonna ask Ashley to come over and shove yo man’s old belt so far up your ass, you’ll be spitting up the leather strap!”
Jason Chase: “They’ll get theirs… eventually.”
::The bell sounds and the two competitors walk out to the middle of the ring as the crowd cheers them both on. Bethany and Sentinel lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up and Sentinel easily muscles Bethany back into the near corner. As soon as they arrive against the turnbuckles, Sentinel releases his grip and blasts Bethany with a nasty reverse knife-edge chop to the chest. Bethany's eyes go wide in shock and sudden pain as he knees buckle from the impact. Bethany staggers upright and Sentinel hits her with a second one, almost immediately spinning into a kesagiri chop followed by a spinning backfist. Bethany staggers from the corner and falls to her knees. SEntinel moves in behind her and leans down. He slaps on an abdominal stretch and then stands up, lifting her off her knees and into the air. He spins and brings her down into a sidewalk slam, her legs already hooked for a cover.::
1…
2…
BETHANY KICKS OUT!!!
::Sentinel stands up, bringing Bethany up with him. He gives her an overhand chop to the chest and Bethany starts to go down again. Sentinel moves in and scoops her up, bringing her down into a pendulum backbreaker before standing right back up and spinning into another sidewalk slam. He hooks the legs and covers.::
1…
2…
SHOULDER UP!!!
::Sentinel starts up, looking to bring her with him again but Bethany pulls him down into a small package.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Bethany rolls over as he sits up and hooks her legs over his head, grabbing onto his arm and pulling it back behind his back. Sentinel grits his teeth as Bethany pulls with all her might. Sentinel manages to get to his knees, Bethany still trying to pull his arm off. Sentinel grunts, grimacing in pain as he stands up, pulling her up into the air with him. He spins and brings her down into a sitout powerbomb that knocks her loose. Sentinel sits there, holding for the cover.::
1…
2…
SHOULDER UP!!!
::Bethany pops her hips, reaches up and grabs him for an arm triangle. As she pulls on his arm and head, Sentinel starts back up. He almost roars as he picks her up again. At the apex of elevation, Bethany releases her grip and throws herself over into a sunset flip. Sentinel goes down but manages to roll through to the ropes. Both competitors get to their feet and Sentinel looks for the Dead End, spinning into the lariat. Bethany catches the arm and swings up into a crucifix pin attempt but Sentinel is able to drop almost sideway, bring Bethany down into a death valley driver. Sentinel hops on for the cover.::
1…
2…
SHOULDER UP!!!
Lula Davidson: “My God, what a move!”
Jason Chase: “He’s been picking her up with one arm and it’s the one he shouldn’t be able to pick her up with!”
Lula Davidson: “How strong is he?”
Jason Chase: “I don’t think we want to find out!”
::Sentinel starts to sit up and Bethany grabs him for the crucifix pin again, rolling him over onto his shoulders.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Bethany makes her way to a corner and jumps to the top. Sentinel follows her and jumps up onto the second turnbuckle. As he hooks her up, looking for Fallen Silence, Bethany knees him in the face and jumps over the top for a sunset flip powerbomb. She immediately hops, turns and gives him a standing moonsault before hooking his leg.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Bethany moves to the corner again. Sentinel follows her in and this time, catches her perfectly for Fallen Silence. He moves over, rolling her over and then standing up, bringing her with him in a gutwrench. He quickly snaps off the Screaming Silence and then stands up into a vertical suplex lift. He takes a step and then brings her down into the Black Sunset.::
1…
2…
FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!
::Sentinel pulls Bethany up and Bethany spits his hands off her before snapping off the Kiss Off superkick. Sentinel goes down and Bethany falls across him in a cover.::
1…
2…
SHOULDER UP!!!
Lula Davidson: “Bethany can’t believe it!”
Jason Chase: “Neither can I!”
Lula Davidson: “She got him with the superkick and... ”
Jason Chase: “He’s not human!”
::Bethany starts up and Sentinel gives her a wicked chop that brings her right back to her knees. He hooks her head and looks for Black Sunset again but Bethany turns it into a victory roll.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Bethany goes to the corner and Sentinel comes back after her again. She gets to the top, he follows, looking for Falling Silence. Bethany leaps over, looking for the sunset flip bomb again but Sentinel grips the top rope to block her. She lands on her feet and jumps up to give him a headbutt to the gut. Sentinel sits back on the top rope and Bethany moves up, hooking his head. She falls back into a modified fisherman suplex and Sentinel crashes to the mat. Bethany rolls through into a half crab. Sentinel grits his teeth and then performs a push-up to kick her off. Bethany runs to the ropes, rebounds off and comes back just as Sentinel gets to his knees. She runs up and delivers a shining wizard knee strike to the back of the head. Sentinel falls to all fours and Bethany runs to the ropes in front of him. She rebounds off and gives him a soccer kick to the mouth. Sentinel staggers back, on his knees. Bethany bounces back and snaps off the kiss Off with Sentinel on one knee. He pops up, reeling from the kick and Bethany gives him another full force Kiss Off to the face. Sentinel goes down and Bethany dives on top, hooking the leg.::
1…
2…
3!!!
Lula Davidson: “SHE GOT HIM!!!”
Jason Chase: “No way...”
Lula Davidson: “Bethany Kenyon just beat Sentinel!”
Jason Chase: “I… ”
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, BETHANY KENYON!!!”
::The U.W.A. Logo flashes in the corner of the screen as Bethany backs up the ramp with her hands over her mouth and Sentinel's surprised and outraged face.::
The camera finally comes around and focus's on the announce team where the two are sitting behind the table and all smiles.::
Lula Davidson-”WElcome ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Mayhem! We have a hell of a show for you tonight!”
Jason Chase-”Bethany tries to prove she belongs in that world title match when she takes on Sentinel. And also new comer Derek Wellings is in action taking on fellow rookie Faith.”
Lula Davidson-”Not to mention Sang Real taking on The Knights and Lacey finishing the Gealtachkta gauntlet when she faces their leader Aerynn Donnelly.”
Jason Chase-”And of course fellow new comer Cole Hunter takes on Bob Brooks, the Perv with it all.”
Lula Davidson-”And according to Oliver, we should have a winner for this tournament tonight!”
Jason Chase-”Then let's get to it!”
“This Fire Burns” hits the PA System…
Jamie Hensley-”The following match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring weighing in at 280 pounds and wrestling out of Pittsburg, PA...Here is “The Airborne Ranger” Derek Wellings!!!!!!!!”
The crowd stirs into a frenzy. Derek Wellings makes a quick charge out from the entrance. He looks towards the right side of the audience, roars at them while beating on his chest. He moves to the other side and beats on his chest while roaring at them.
Lula Davidson-”Derek making his UWA debut tonight!”
Jason Chase-”This man is a monster. Sorry for whoever has to fight him in that ring.”
Once he calms down some, Derek charges the ring at full speed and slides in the ring under the bottom rope. He quickly gets up, throws both his hands into the air for a few moments before he waits in a corner.
Fire with Fire By The Letter Black hits the PA system as white and blue lights flash. Faith appears at the top of the ramp.
Jamie Hensley-”Also making her UWA debut, weighing in at 149 pounds. She wrestles out of Camden, New Jersey…...Faith Robertson!!!!!!!!
Jason Chase-”Camden, New Jersey? What a god forsaken dump!”
She puts her arms out wide and looks up to the sky, praying to her lord.
Lula Davidson-”Maybe she is here to cleanse the evil from UWA.”
Jason Chase-”Only after she cleanses the evil from the shithole of Camden.”
Lula Davidson-”I just can’t see that being possible,”
She jogs in place for a few moments before sprinting to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope. She charges to a corner and climbs up, throwing her arms wide and praying to her lord in the skies again. A few moments later the music dies and she jumps down awaiting the start of the match.
The bell sounds and Derek instantly tries to use his size to his advantage and charges towards the smaller Faith. Faith ducks underneath the arms of the monster in front of her and sends a hard kick to his calf multiple times.
Lula Davidson-”Faith trying to bring the behemoth down to her size.”
Faith then bounces off the ropes and comes in with a dropkick to the back of the leg making Derek drop down to one knee. She doesn’t hesitate as she bounces off the ropes again and goes for a running bulldog but Derek catches her and gets to his feet for only moments before throwing her like a rag doll across the ring.
Jason Chase-”Thought for a second Faith might of had an early advantage.”
Lula Davidson-”You had to take the size difference into okay at some point ya idiot. Look at the size of that man.”
Derek gets to his feet but as does Faith. She runs right at him and slides underneath all while sweeping his legs out from under him.
Lula Davidson-”Quick thinking by Faith. She has to keep this man off his feet to stand a chance!”
Faith then launches off the ropes and comes at Derek nailing with him a springboard elbow to the side of his head. She drops down and hooks the leg for the pin.
One……………..
Two………………
Derek powers out with ease as he throws Faith off of him. Faith seems a bit shocked at the power this man truely possesses as she and her opponent are both back to their feet yet again.
Jason Chase-”Faith can’t find a way to keep this man down. She may be in trouble here!”
Faith goes to charge at Derek again but is leveled with a springboard spear which leaves her grabbing her stomach in pain and gasping for air. Now Derek hooks the leg and goes for the cover himself.
One…………..
Two……………..
Thr……
Jason Chase-”Faith getting her shoulder up at the last possible moment!!!!”
Lula Davidson-”With god on her side who knows what she can accomplish her in UWA.”
Derek seems angered as he lifts Faith up to her feet by the hair and begins to land some knife edge chops. One chop….Two Chops...Three chops land as Derek backs Faith into the turnbuckle. He then raises his arm back and stalls for a moment before sending a fourth hard chop to the chest of Faith.
Jason Chase-”Faith gunna be feeling that in the morning.”
Lula Davidson-”Who wouldn’t? I mean look at the man.”
Derek goes for yet another knife edge chop but Faith ducs and goes launching off the ropes in desperation and takes the big man down with a handspring roundhouse kick.
Lula Davidson-”She better not waste anytime here.”
And she doesn’t. Derek gets up to his knees only to be met by a flying Faith yet again. This time she launched off the ropes and grabs on landing a crazy 720 ddt, driving Derek’s head hard into the mat. She rolls him over and hooks the leg for the cover.
One………..
Two………….
To her surprise Derek kicks out. She looks at the ref but doesn’t get angered. She shrugs her shoulders and jumps to her feet and stalks her opponent.
Jason Chase-”This could be a mistake. She should not let a man of this size get back t his feet.”
Lula Davidson-”Maybe she has a plan. Who knows?”
As Derek gets to one knee she makes her move. She comes right in and sends Derek back to the mat with a superkick to the side of the head. Derek drops like a bag of rocks as Faith goes for the cover yet again.
One………
Two…….
Again Derek manages to kick out and Faith has a look on her face like nothing she is doing is going to keep this man down. SHe stands up and walks to the corner. SHe places her head down like she is praying for a way to defeat this man.
Jason Chase-”FAITH!!!”
She hears the scream from Jason but before she knows it Derek runs up behind her and locks in a sleeper hold and drags her to the middle of the ring.
Lula Davidson-”She heard you a little late and now, things may be a little late for her!”
Faith kicks and screams as she tries to break free but nothing seems to be working.
Jason-”Seems like Faith is losing her will to fight.”
With that being said Faith makes a reversal no one saw coming. She throws her legs up and over Derek and slams his down with a remarkable asai ddt out of nowhere and hooks his leg for the cover.
One………
Lula Davidson-”WOW!!!!!! WHAT A REVERSAL!!!!!!!!!!”
Two…………..
THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jason Chase-”She did it! SHe took down the man nearly twice her size!”
Lula Davidson-”What a debut by Faith Robertson!!!!”
Jamie Hensley-”Your winner by way of pinfall…..FAITH ROBERTSON!!!!!!!!”
Faith exits the ring and makes her way up the ramp only to stop at the top. She throws her arms wide and looks up praying to her lord before exiting through the curtain.
Jason Chase-”And what a way to kick off Mayhem!!!!!!!”
::The camera shifts from the ringside area to the backstage and at first it found nothing, but after a few seconds the woman in white walked around one of the corners. She wore a beautiful ivory. The tail, or train of the gown following behind her. As usual her face was covered by that thick porcelain doll mask. She stopped halfway down the hallway and the camera turned to find Joshua McBride standing perfectly still.
For a moment neither of the two seemed to move until finally the woman stepped forward and looked up at the beast before her and spoke. The voice muffled faintly from behind the mask.::
Woman: “He is losing his patience Father Joshua.”
Joshua: “And the more you show up here, the less that matters to me Harbinger.”
Woman: “That....isn't smart?”
Lula Davidson-”Makes you wonder who she serves, if Joshua doesn't even scare her a little.”
Jason Chase-”Someone far more dangerous then he is?”
Joshua: “Smart or otherwise, I will do what I wish. Your Dogma no longer has a hold on me.”
Woman: “One last chance. Tonight. Do not fail.”
::Before Joshua could ask what if he did, the woman turned and walked back the way she had come and the camera shifted to the ringside area again.::
Jamie Hensley: "Our next match tonight is set for one fall!"
Lula Davidson: "I'm going to warn you one time, Jason...ONE time. None of that horrible fake smack-talk when Vince Jones comes out here, understand?"
Jason Chase: "I'm-a still think it!"
Lula Davidson: "Long as I don't have to HEAR it."
Jamie Hensley: "Introducing first..."
"Take a bullet to my mandibles
It's the path I chose
Took life and I grabbed the balls
I rose like an animal
And the jungle taught me to handle foes."
::Green, orange, and white pyros go off and Pauly comes bursting from be hind the curtains and onto the ramp.::
Jamie Hensley: "From Belfast, Ireland and weighing in at 252 pounds, the Firecracker...PAULY O'CONNER!"
"To all ya mother Effers
Heffers and half steppers
The best of us is yet to come
Ya'll aint seen the last of us
I am that kid that nobody ever gave a ufck about
Curse words and the worst words
were the first words coming out my mouth
We started out with nothing so we had nothing to lose."
Lula Davidson: "I don't like Pauly's chances here, Jason. He's been on a slide lately, failing to take Lacey's championship as well as having a few losses to Sentinel."
Jason Chase: "Yeah, but you don't count out anyone with Irish blood. Shonn and Aerynn have faith in him, so you should too."
Lula Davidson: "Even over one of your favorites?"
Jason Chase: "Well..."
::Pauly makes he way charging down the ramp and slides into the ring as the song fades and he awaits the start of the match.::
Jamie Hensley: "And introducing his opponent..."
A loud gunshot is heard blasting over the loudspeakers and throughout the arena. Next the sound of a live electrical current can be heard pulsing through the air as the voice of 2Pac breaks the silence.
"Yo we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A.
Bruh whatever you killahs want we bringing it
Thug Luv, bitch what time is it?
I don't give a fuck where you lay at
It's time to slay these bitch ass killahs
They ain't even knowing what type of killahs we is
Where my thugs at?
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, I know you mahfuckas been waiting for this shit for a long time
Well here it is here it is what you gone do with it"
::Bizzy Bone takes over with the lyrics on the track as Vince Jones suddenly bursts through the entryway curtains armed with his black, Louisville slugger baseball bat. Jasmine appears through the entryway curtains and follows close behind him. Vince Jones makes his way to the edge of the rampway, raises his arms and the baseball bat over his head, and flashes the hand sign of his old New York street gang, the EDW.::
Jamie Hensley: "...from New York City and weighing in at 269 pounds, the One Man Dynasty...VINCE JONES!"
"Well I must be close to the Armageddon
Lord You know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson
You brought and am I stressing it softly"
::Vince Jones slowly makes his way down towards ringside while antagonizing and provoking each and every last person in the stands that he can during his stroll.::
"Get 'em up off me 'cause all we wanted
Was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my level
They can't stop me or drop me killah they got me fuck naw
Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test bullet yes declare war
Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror for what the did it all pause for the cause
And I fin to pull a nine or pistol little killa
Wit mine fuck dem killas it's on
All y'all fall Bizzy gettin' bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me stress me Lord
Looking at death with the last of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps
Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the leaves I'm alone killa believe
That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin' up over Cleveland"
::Vince Jones reaches and enters the ring. He immediately climbs up to the middle turnbuckle where he raises his arms and the Louisville slugger in the air, and flashes the hand sign of the EDW once again.::
"Ha ha ha what's poppin' killa? Put your motherfucking
Hand on your strap killa, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or be like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me killa and you better kill me thug life baby"
::After taking in and literally feeding off of the hatred from the crowd he climbs down from the turnbuckle and readies himself for battle as the theme music slowly fades out.::
"Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv"
Jason Chase: "Jonesy's had a few bad breaks himself lately, Lula, including a loss to your favorite..."
Lula Davidson: "I never said Sentinel was my favorite!"
Jason Chase: "...but he's still not to be underestimated. He's got gold on his resume here, and that's something there ain't a lotta people can say."
Lula Davidson: "I never sold Vince Jones short. But the point above it all is that both of these men need a win here tonight, and that means a stiff match."
Jason Chase: "I can certainly get behind that idea."
::And both men are fully aware of that necessity, charging one another at the bell. Vince has the size advantage, but one would never know itw as a factor as Pauly slams into him like a runaway truck, driving him back-first into the turnbuckles. Pauly unleashes a combination of forearm shivers and right hands, rocking the Career Killa who tries to cover up as the referee tries in vain to break up the brawl.
Pauly turns to yell at the referee for getting in the way, giving Jonesy the opening he needed. Now it's O'Conner's turn to take his lumps, weathering rapid fire hooks and body shots from the New York City native, once more necessitating the referee sticking his nose in. Vince grabs him by the shirt but gets threatened with a disqualfication. Pauly learned his lesson from before; he lunges at Jonsey and smashes his forehead into the bridge of the former North American Champion's nose!::
Lula Davidson: "What a shot! Jones is reeling! Pauly might have drawn blood!"
Jason Chase: "And the match is barely two minutes old! Told ya we'd have us a war tonight!"
::Pauly brings Jones down with a double-leg, again forcing the former champ to cover up as Pauly wails away with wild fists. Jones leans up after batting aside a punch, almost trapping the Firecracker in a frong guillotine. Quickly wrenching free before the fingers are locked, Pauly backs up...but not fast enough. Jones is quick as a cat, shooting for the leg and bringing Pauly down. Quickly turning to his stomach and covering up, O'Conner finds out the hard way that Vince's crossface shots from overhead aren't so easily defended against. Rocked by every blow, Pauly offers little resistance as Jones rises and delivers a boot to the ribs followed by a nasty-looking curb stomp before putting his foot on Pauly's chest in an arrogant pin attempt!::
ONE...
::Pauly's having none of that. In fact, the arrogance appears to have woken him up a bit. Vince pulls him up by the hair and whips him into the ropes, but the two collide without giving an inch. Their shoulders slam together such that both are surprised for a moment. They charge again, only to be knocked apart equally. Pauly points out the ropes and dares Jones to try again, side-stepping when the Career Killa comes running back and grabbing him for a belly-to-belly suplex. The ring reverberates from the impact and Pauly delivers another series of right hands to a downed Vince.::
Jason Chase: "These shots are setting off the richter scale, Lula."
Lula Davidson: "It isn't gonna get any better when Vince is back on his feet."
::The Irish Hellhound isn't looking to have that happen any time soon. He hoists Jonesy up for a gorilla press but can't hold him long before Vince slips out and lands behind him. A leaping knee to the back sends Pauly forward and into the ropes. He whips Pauly around after a forearm to the back of the head and tosses him 3/4 of the way across the ring with a T-bone suplex. O'Conner barely has time to get up to one knee before he's struck with the Jaw Jacka. Sent out of the ring through the ropes, Pauly only gets a moment's respite while the official holds Jones back. That doesn't last long. Rolling out of the ring himself, Jones meets a rising Pauly with a clothesline, sending him hard to the floor. An Irish whip to the barricade exacerbates the pain but doesn't quell Pauly's will to fight. Finding some adrenaline, he heaves up Jones as the big man charges in, dropping him throat-first on the same barricade before rolling back into the ring.::
Lula Davidson: "I guess Pauly's willing to take the count-out here. So much for pride."
Jason Chase: "Hey, a win's a win."
Lula Davidson: "So you say."
::Vince, however, has much more to give. He's back in the ring by eight and rolls right into the path of Pauly's boots. Stomps and kicks rain down on the former champion, prompting him to look for respite in the corner. A running facewash almost puts him out before that meddling referee gets in the way, trying to warn Pauly away due to his opponent being in the ropes. Vince delivers a Snake Eyes that stuns the Firecracker, then hurls him like a sack of cement with a release German. It's an ugly landing with Pauly landing mostly on his neck and shoulders. He offers little resistance as Vince ascends the turnbuckles in a sitting position, pulling Pauly along with him and locking in a chokehold that has the Firecracker dangling!::
Lula Davidson: "Street Dreams! Vince only has a five-count with this, though!"
Jason Chase: "Are you kidding? He doesn't need more than four!"
::Pauly is tougher than Jason gives him credit for, though, and guts it out long enough for the break to be forced. Wiping the back of his hand across his mouth, Vince grimaces down at Pauly, delivering a nasty kick to the back of a seated O'Conner. Charging into the ropes, Vince goes low with a clothesline, driving Pauly the rest of the way to the mat with a nasty, head-bouncing impact. Moving on top, Vince hooks the far leg.::
ONE...
TWO...
HAND ON THE ROPES!
Jason Chase: "Close!"
Lula Davidson: "That couldn't have been more than sheer instinct after Pauly took that clothesline!"
::Jonesy doesn't like it at all. Pauly gets up to a wobbly vertical base while Vince is fuming. Upon seeing his opponent upright, he charges in and Pauly falls to the side with a drop toe hold that ends badly for Vince. Falling face-first into the second turnbuckle, the Career Killa is jarred into a brief moment of docileness. Pauly, summoning what strength remains, returns that German suplex from earlier, arching into it for his own pin attempt.::
ONE...
TWO...
SHOULDER UP!
Jones somehow thrusts that shoulder off the mat and Pauly's still a bit too dazed to be pissed about it. He hoists Vince up onto his shoulders for the Genuine Tragedy but the former champ elbows his way out. Vince tries to twist Pauly into the Silencer but Pauly wrenches free and both men collide with a double clothesline that drops them both to the mat.::
Lula Davidson: "Now what?!"
Jason Chase: "Now they got ten seconds to get up! I thought you knew what ten-counts were!"
Lula Davidson: "I'll use this tape if I have to, Jason!"
Jason Chase: "What?! I'm behaving!"
::Neither man is quick to find a way up, Vince not breaking the count till six, Pauly a moment later at seven. They're back to where they started in moments, throwing bombs at each other's heads with the crowd having no idea who to cheer for. At least until Vince goes for the eyes, which gets him a hearty dose of his usual boos. A low blow behind the referee's back by the Firecracker, though, doesn't exactly earn him brownie points, either.
Pauly tries for a full-nelson but gets reversed. Vince almost turns the same into a slam only for Pauly to roll him up for a quick two-count. He comes up fast, grabbing Pauly's leg as the latter goes for a kick and twisting him to the mat with a dragon screw. Holding on post-impact, Vince presses the issue with the NYC Crippler but has trouble locking it in as Pauly scrambles for the ropes! Even after he clamps it on, a pained O'Conner holds on for dear life as the referee makes the requisite five-count!::
Lula Davidson: "Vince is asking for a disqualification here, Jason!"
Jason Chase: "Relax! Jonesy is in control! He's a professional!"
::The referee tries to get Vince to break the hold with another threat of DQ but Jones gets in his face, intimidating him into backing up even though the hold is indeed broken. Pauly, from the mat, drives a boot into the VERY lower abdomen when Vince comes at him again. Grabbing him by the leg, the Irish Hellhound rolls up Jonesy!::
ONE...
TWO...
Lula Davidson: "Wait...he has hold of the trunks!"
Jason Chase: "Why that dirty...!"
THREE!
Lula Davidson: "And look at him get out of Dodge as fast as he can!"
Jason Chase: "He pulled a fast one on Jonesy! That shit ain't right, homes! Hell was that referee lookin' at?!"
::Pauly could give less of a damn about the fuming Vince Jones in the ring. He's already on the ramp with the refree raising his arm, never having seen the infraction.::
Jamie Hensley: "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...PAULY O'CONNER!"
Jason Chase: "I'm bettin' that next time the result will be different!"
Lula Davidson: "Like it or not, your boy got beat."
::He stops short of taunting Jonesy, but Pauly is obviously quite proud of himself as he stands at the top of the ramp, arms raised victoriously.
Backstage, a camera finds Jeszika Gautier sitting before a monitor, watching the show, her phone in her hand as she fires off a text. The zooms in and a voice she can’t hear begins talking.::
Voice: “Worry regarding everything you can resonate some understanding, it won’t matter… in the end.”
::Jeszika’s phone goes off and she glances down at the screen, firing off another text while the matches continue before her.::
Voice: “Kris and Care Bear are perfectly capable of fending for themselves, although, perhaps I should render assistance. She might enjoy a free snowstorm… I hear there’s nothing like fresh powder...”
::Jeszika shakes her head and looks back to the monitor as the shot fades back to the ringside area.
The lights go out and Marilyn Manson's "Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)" starts. A strobe effect playing in time to the riff to allow all eyes to find Cole Hunter standing in the shadows of the entrance way, smirking cruelly. At 0.56, he starts to walk forward, his hands outstretched as if to invite everyone in close to him. He raises his hands up and folds them into a gun shape bringing the "barrel" up to his lips. He kisses it and then points it around to the fans as if to say "I could have you... or you... or you..." He steps into the ring and makes his way to a corner, facing the entrance way, waiting for his next victim to arrive as the lights come back up.
Jamie Hensley: The Following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first. From New Orleans Louisiana. Weighing in at 200 pounds. COLE HUNTER!
Can't Stop begins to play, and shortly after 'Photographer' Bob Brooks walks out from backstage. He's carrying a large tri pod with a camera perched on top over his shoulder, similar to how some baseball players might carry their baseball bat. Bob walks towards the ring, his eyes looking up at the lights above, then around the ring, making himself familiar with the setting. He makes it to the ring, but instead of stepping inside he walks around it, looking for the perfect spot. Finally he finds a spot he finds ideal, and sets his tri pod down. Now Bob takes his time fiddling with the camera itself, making sure it's pointed towards the ring at an angle that won't miss any of the action, he isn't about to rely on anyone else to capture the action for him. Once Bob has convinced himself he's got the perfect set up, he slides into the ring.
Jamie Hensley: Introducing next. Residing in Hollywood California. Weighing in at 215 pounds. BOB BROOKS!
The ref does a quick pat down of both men, before he signals for the bell ring. Hunter and Brooks quickly lock up with Hunter spinning Brooks to the mat with an arm drag. Brooks hops back up to his feet and it met with another arm drag by Hunter. Brooks hops up again and Hunter leaps up onto Brooks and spikes him down with a surprise DDT and instantly goes for the cover.
1...
KICKOUT!.
Brooks now has Hunter in a headlock. Brooks rolls Hunter down to the mat and keeps hold of the headlock. Brooks begins talking a little bit of trash to his opponent who is trying to fight out of the hold. Hunter somehow manages to break loose and he rolls backward away from Brooks. Brooks goes to go after him but Hunter explodes from out of nowhere with a giant calf kick that finds its mark right on the jaw of Brooks.
Brooks hit’s the mat with a thud. Hunter takes off against the ropes and hit’s a springboard moonsault but Brooks puts his knees up to block. Hunter bounces off the knees and lands on his feet but is still hunched over and feeling the effects. Brooks gets up to his feet and nails a flip over neck breaker and goes for a pin.
1.….
2.…
KICKOUT
Brooks shoves Hunter into the corner and makes sure he stays there with a stinging right hand. Brooks takes a few steps back and he gets a running start. He leaps into the air looking for a corner clothesline and Hunter dodges at the last second! Brooks hits nothing but turnbuckle and it now sitting there. Hunter takes this opportunity to nail Brooks is a huge roundhouse like kick that knocks Brooks for a loop as he falls backward, his head nailing the mat with a thud.
Hunter exit’s the ring and stands on the apron. He looks at the way Brooks is laying on the ground and he decides on the perfect move. A springboard leg drop! Hunter leaps onto the ropes but at this point Brooks manages to do a sit up and get himself out of the way. Hunter finds nothing but mat! Meanwhile Brooks has climbs the turnbuckle. He rolls his arms around signaling that he is going for the 450 splash.
The crowd is actually cheering in anticipation as Brooks just smirks and waves them off. He hops off the turnbuckle and just simply kicks Hunter in the stomach.
Hunter is coughing and holding his stomach in pain as Brooks bends down to pick up his opponent. But Hunter is quick and rolls Brooks up in a small package!
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
Brooks gets out at the last possible second and is looking shocked. He even had to check the ref to make sure he didn’t just lose. Once he confirmed the match is still going he drills Hunter with a stiff elbow. He throws a few more and then hits a Tornado DDT from out of nowhere. Brooks sees his opportunity. He climbs to the top, and jumps…..HE HITS THE PSD! Brooks makes the cover!
1...
2...
3!!!
the Bell rings to signal that this match is over.
Jamie Hensley: Here is your winner. Bob Brooks!
Lula Davidson: “We apologize for the technical difficulties folks, but we're happy to say we're back!”
Jason Chase: “I blame the terrorists.”
Lula Davidson: “You're such an idiot.”
::The camera shifted to the back once again to find Joshua in the exact spot we had left him. As if he had't moved since the talk with this strange woman, a look of smug confidence on his face but with a cold rage in his eyes.::
JC: "Whoever this person is talkin' about, they gotta be ten times worse than...where'd HE come from?!"
LD: "Christ, what an impact!"
::Having started finally walking down the hall after his verbal altercation, Joshua turned the corner only to be suddenly, and very violently, driven into the wall by an enraged Sentinel! Grabbed by the hair as he was slumped against the wall, he's whipped into a metal rack back-first, causing the Dark Messiah to arch his spine in pain. Sentinel shoves him back against, blasting him with a headbutt before pulling the steel chain off his shoulder and wrapping his fist in it.::
JC: "Whoa, hey! Too far! Where the hell's security!?"
LD: "I've never seen him this angry, Jason! Someone better get in there and get Joshua away from him!"
::Rearing back with his steel-wrapped fist, Sentinel blasts Joshua with a couple hard punches, the blows making McBride's head fly back. Grabbing him then by the collar of his shirt, Sentinel throws McBride into the far wall and rushes him. Joshua gets a knee up, driving a headbutt of his own to the bridge of the Destroyer's nose before trying to smash his head against the metal rack.
Elbowing his way free, Sentinel wraps the chain around Joshua's throat and forces him to his knees, driving a knee into his back. McBride clutches at the chain a few times but the leverage is on the Destroyer's side. Before he passes out from air loss and still possesses his faculties, Sentinel pulls the chain away and proceeds to wrap it around his right arm now, stalking Joshua from behind.::
LD: "Oh, hell...is he going to hit the Dead End with that thing?!"
JC: "There won't BE a match at Tragic Engagement if that happens, Lula!"
LD: "Wait a second, there's Talon! Maybe she can talk sense into him!"
::The crimson-haired Angel of Sin does indeed step in, her arms folded across her chest...but she seems more content to watch Sentinel attempt to decapitate the Dark Messiah than anything close to talking him out of it.
Sentinel turns her way, then to McBride, then back again. He lowers his arm with a snarl, shaking his head. Joshua, wobbly but on his feet, turns back to them with a bloody grin forming despite his pain and hindered breathing.::
JC: "I knew he didn't have the stones!"
LD: "Maybe he just wants to save ending this till the pay-per-view, Jason!"
JC: "Yeah, right!"
::Looking right back at Joshua, Sentinel looks like he's about to go into a rage again, but instead he just grins right back. Joshua seems put off by this, taking a staggered step forward just as Talon hops a half-step toward the Dark Messiah and drills him with a superkick seemingly out of nowhere!::
LD: "Soulsplitter! Looks like Sentinel just wanted to let his lady get her shot in, too!"
JC: "How the hell is THAT fair?!"
LD: "Maybe because Joshua's laid hands on her and actually licked her damn face on Mayhem two weeks ago?!"
::Walking over to the prone McBride, Sentinel stares down at him as Talon saunters up by his side, wrapping her arms around one of his. She licks her lips as she stares down at McBride, then meets Sentinel's eyes as they share a steel-melting kiss over the downed man.::
JC: "...lucky bastard."
LD: "Not even gonna try and argue."
::Separating after a few moments, the two walk off arm in arm, leaving Joshua laying. After the two had fully walked away a door to the side of where they stood opened and there stood the masked woman looking down at the out cold form of Joshua and her disgust could be felt....even through the mask.::
Voice: “You know what to do now......”
::The voice was calm....collected and smooth. What some might call sexy, and definitely male. The woman's covered face nodded and she gently closed the door and the camera shifted back to the ringside area.::
Lula Davidson: “Was that......him?”
Jason Chase: “I think so.....”
Lula Davidson: “Sounded kinda hot....”
Jason Chase: “Seriously?!”
Jamie Hensley: “The following contests, is a non-title tag team match and it is set for one fall! Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 465 pounds, the team of the Silver Baron and Craven, the Sin City Knights!!!”
::The lights dim down, as “It's Going Down” slowly begins to play.::
Watch them flee...
Watch them flee...
Watch them flee...
Hip hop hits!
And you do it like this!
::A single backlight is seen pulsing, with both Jade and Nicole walking out, and standing at either side of the stage. The Silver Baron and Craven rise up from below the stage.::
It's going down (It's going down)
It's going down (It's going down)
It's going down (It's going down It's going down...)
::Craven looks from underneath his hood towards the gathered masses, before the four of them begin heading down to the ring, with the Silver Baron exchanges high fives with the nearby crowd.::
It's going down
The rhythm project's 'round the next sound
Reflex the complex, hybrid dialect now
Detects the mesh of many elements compressed down
The melting pot of a super-futuresque style
The combination of vocal caress
With lungs the gasp for breath
From emotional stress
With special effects
And a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage
::Once they reach the ring, the ladies climb up and pose at the ropes, as both men slide in between the rops. Silver Baron taps his chest twice with his sceptre then raises his arm up, as Craven jumps up and assumes a perched position.::
It's going down
The logical progression on the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
A logical progression on the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
Lula Davidson: “Is there any particular reason why this match is non-title after all the whining Sang Réal did about that?”
Jason Chase: “That wouldn’t be fair to the champions!”
Lula Davidson: “What, why?”
Jason Chase: “Because it’s their first match as champions, challengers should have to earn their way to Sang Réal!!!”
I've paid my dues
Time after time.
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime.
And bad mistakes ‒
I've made a few.
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face
But I've come through.
The arena lights go out. “Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica begin to play. Golden sparks rain from the ceiling, illuminating Connor Murphy, who is standing and looking up with his arms and the UWA Tag Team Championship belt raised in the air, and Gabriel Krown, who is on one knee in front of Murphy, looking up and his arms raised as he holds the title up into the air. The lights come back on.
Hensley: "Coming to the ring, at a combined weight of 467 pounds, they are the UWA Tag Team Champions...Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown...Sang Réal!"
We are the champions, my friends,
And we'll keep on fighting 'til the end.
We are the champions.
We are the champions.
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the world.
Krown gets to his feet, shouldering the title, and spins a bit, his robe flying behind him as he turns to stand next to Murphy, who keeps the title held up before draping it over his shoulder. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd. As they walk, balloons and confetti fall down over them.
We are the champions, my friends,
And we'll keep on fighting 'til the end.
We are the champions.
We are the champions.
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the world.
The two men climb the stairs and walk along the apron before entering the ring. In the middle of the ring, the two strike the same pose as they did at the entrance. Krown gets to his feet and the two climb the turnbuckles to pose, raising the titles high above the crowd. Dismounting, the two hand the titles to the referee as they move to their corner and take their robes off.
Lula Davidson: “I can’t believe these two are the UWA World Tag Team Champions!”
Jason Chase: “Believe it! They told the world and when the time came, they proved their words to be true!”
Lula Davidson: “By stealing the titles?”
Jason Chase: “At the end of that match, whose hands were raised in victory?”
::The bell sounds and Gabriel Krown walks out to meet the Silver Baron in the middle of the ring. They lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up and Krown quickly takes a side headlock. Baron steps back to the ropes and shoots Krown off. Krown reverses the irish whip and Baron runs across the ropes. he rebounds off the ropes where Murphy manages to hit him with a forearm in the back of the head. Baron clutches at his head, staggering forward and Krown catches him for Ye King’s Anger. Baron hits the mat and Krown pounds away on him on the mat relentlessly with punches. Baron tries to block it and Krown grabs him by the head, bouncing him off the mat by he’s trying to break open a piggy bank. As Baron’s eyes start to roll back into his head, Krown releases his grip and jumps to his feet. Krown runs his fingers through his hair and starts yelling, spinning in a circle before dropping an elbow for a cover.::
1…
2…
BARON KICKS OUT!!!
::Krown makes the tag to Murphy and Sang Réal pulls Baron to his feet. They shoot him off to the ropes and on the rebound catch him for Off With Head. Krown releases his grip and rolls out to their corner while Murphy covers Baron.::
1…
2…
BARON GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!
::Murphy shakes his head almost like he’s insulted by having to continue the match and pulls baron up for a snap suplex. Baron hits hard and Murphy pulls him up for a second snap suplex. Murphy stands up and motions like he’s gonna do it one more time but Baron pulls him down into an inside cradle::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
Lula Davidson: “Connor Murphy just got a little too arrogant and it almost cost him!”
Jason Chase: “You mean like they were “almost” not champions?”
Lula Davidson: “Yes, they almost lost that match!”
Jason Chase: ““Almost” doesn’t matter in the face of actuality!”
::Murphy gets Baron up and looks for the Wolf Fang Fist but Baron ducks it and snaps off a punch. Murphy is staggered and the Baron starts giving him a couple of repeated punches before going into the shake, rattle and roll dance. As he comes back for the last punch. Murphy catches him for a european uppercut and Baron goes down hard. Murphy jumps on top for the cover.::
1…
2…
CRAVEN MAKES THE SAVE!!!
Murphy gets up to meet him and the two begin trading punches. Murphy nails Craven, Craven fires back, Murphy, Craven, Murphy, Craven, Murphy, Craven, Murphy, Craven. Gabriel Krown steps in make sure the referee doesn’t call for a disqualification. Craven meets him coming in with a punch and the two peel off while Murphy reaches down on Baron. As Craven and krown start trading shots, Baron pulls Murphy down into an inside cradle where Murphy’s feet end up against the middle rope.::
1…
2…
REFEREE SEES THE FEET ON THE ROPES!!!
::The referee shoves Murphy’s feet off the ropes and Murphy rolls into a reversal of the cradle and pin on Baron.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Krown backs into the ropes and Craven moves in on him. Krown ducks under and backdrops Craven over the top to the floor as Murphy and Baron get to their feet. Baron kicks Murphy in the gut and snaps off the Playa-Bomb.::
1…
2…
KROWN MAKES THE SAVE!!!
::Gabriel Krown pulls Baron up and a nasty kick to the mouth. Krown falls to the mat in a daze and Murphy looks for the Wolf Fang Fist and Baron catches him coming with a flying scissors on that arm. baron over into the Silver Lining and Murphy screams bloody murder. Krown staggers up to all fours and then breaks up the submission attempt as the referee checks on Murphy. Krown pulls Baron up and Craven dives in from behind, hooking Krown and spinning into the Broken Promise. Murphy drills Baron low and hits Murphy’s Law. Murphy covers as Craven looks over from next to Krown on the mat.::
1…
2…
CRAVEN MAKES THE SAVE!!!
::Murphy drags Craven up and swings on him for a European uppercut. He connects and Craven falls back towards the ropes. Murphy rushes in and clotheslines him over the top to the floor again. Baron pops up behind Murphy and rolls him up with a schoolboy.::
1…
2…
MURPHY KICKS OUT!!!
::Baron kicks Murphy and looks for the Silver Lining again only for Krown to break it up. The Champions get to their feet and pull Baron up and hit Toujours Pur in the middle of the ring. Murphy covers, hooking the leg.::
1…
2…
CRAVEN DIVES IN FOR THE SAVE!!!
::Krown pulls Craven off and slaps on the Checkmate. Murphy gets Baron up to his feet and looks for Murphy’s Law but Baron pulls him down into an inside cradle.::
1…
2…
KROWN LETS GO OF CRAVEN TO MAKE THE SAVE!!!
Lula Davidson: “How do they all keep doing that?”
Jason Chase: “The Knights just haven’t realized they’ve already lost is all!”
Lula Davidson: “But they haven’t lost!”
Jason Chase: “Don’t they realize when it comes to Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, the Silver Baron and Craven lost at birth?”
::Craven staggers up and starts trading shots with Murphy while Baron does the same with Krown. The crowd starts cheering wildly as all four of them trade punches, Knights, Sang, Knights, Sang, Knights, Sang, Knights, Sang, Knights. Murphy and Krown drop to their knees and hit matching low blows. The referee starts to admonish them but they both pull a Knight down into an inside cradle.::
1…
2…
REVERSALS IN STEREO!!!
1…
2…
REVERSALS IN STEREO AGAIN!!!
1…
2…
::Krown shoves Craven to the floor and moves in on Baron again. The Champions give him Off With His Head and then Murphy goes to the corner to remove the top turnbuckle pad. Krown sets Baron and whips towards the corner. Murphy catches Baron coming in for a wicked release belly to belly suplex that smashes Baron upside down and back first onto the exposed steel turnbuckle. Murphy pulls Baron up and drops him into a snakeeyes drop onto the steel busting Baron wide open. Baron staggers out of the corner and they hit him with Toujour Pur for the second time. Murphy covers and Craven grabs a chair on the outside.::
1…
2…
CRAVEN BREAKS IT UP WITH A CHAIR SHOT!!!
::The referee calls for the disqualification as Craven wheels and nails Krown with the chair as well. Krown staggers back and Murphy pops up. Craven drills him and goes to check on Baron. Krown comes out of the corner and dives at Craven’s leg. Murphy gets back up and grabs the chair as Krown pulls Craven up. Murphy blasts Craven over the head and then Krown runs him into the corner, bouncing him face first off the exposed steel as well. Craven staggers out of the corner and Murphy blasts him over the head, knocking Craven to the mat as the crowd boos.::
Lula Davidson: “This is disgusting!”
Jason Chase: “Hey, he brought the chair in! You play with fire, you get burned!”
Lula Davidson: “Hr was fighting fire WITH fire!”
Jason Chase: “Didn’t help him much, did it?”
Jamie Hensley: “Here are your winners, the UWA World Tag Team Champions, Sang Réal!”
::The camera shifted to a commercial for Tragic Engagement and then back to a empty ring.::
The stage lights begin to flash red, as 'With me' begins to play.
You know
Every world will have it's end (Have it's end)
I'm here
To Prove it all
To you.
A loud engine can be heard, as Lacey comes out to the stage on her chopper. The UWA Television Championship is wrapped around her neck.
I am
Who you don't think I am (Think I am)
All wrapped up
In my evil plan.
Lacey revs up her engine a couple times, before she rides to the ring.
Hensley: “Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, she is the UWA Television Champion…Laaaaaceeeey Robertsssss!”
Can't taste the day (taste the day)
Savour night (savour night)
Spells beyond you
As I watch you crawl.
Lula: “It seems in recent weeks, Lacey has developed some issues with Gealtachta.”
Chase: “Well two weeks ago, Gealtachta seemed to have a problem with everyone.”
Once Lacey reaches the ring, she takes a couple laps around the ring, before she gets off, taking the title off from around her neck and slides into the ring, shouldering the title.
Do you dare to fight (dare to fight)
Evil's might (evil's might)
I'll be the last one standing
In a flash of light!
Lula: “Lacey Roberts is only the second Television Champion in UWA history and she is looking to be the best.”
Chase: “She’s following Amy Zing, not too great a challenge.”
Lula: “Amy Zing is a great competitor.”
Chase: “But Lacey is better.”
Lacey climbs onto on of the turnbuckles, and flashes the devil's sign with both hands. She then hands the title to the referee and takes off her kutte, before she climbs down.
My eyes (my eyes)
Are filled with curiosity
You think (you think)
That you have power over me
In this life (this life)
There's no room for you and me
So turn away or
Face this day
WITH ME! (Face the day with me)
WITH ME! (Face this day with me)
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!! GET UP!!"
The scream comes from the speakers as the arena goes completely dark. The music of Korn’s “Get Up!” featuring Skrillex starts softly. And at the top of the ramp stands Aerynn Donnelly at the center of the ramp with Shonn on the right of her; Pauly on the left.
Lula: “At Tragic Engagement, Aerynn Donnelly will face Jeszika Gautier and Bethany Kenyon for the UWA World Championship.”
Chase: “It was a smart move, ticking off Jeszika, which isn’t that hard, and getting her to demand Aerynn gets a spot in the title match.”
As the beginning melody plays, Aerynn is kind of bouncing back and forth. Head bowed. Shonn stands there with a sadistic smile upon his face. While Pauly looks to the others and meets Shonn smile with one of his own.
Hensley: “And her opponent, accompanied to the ring by Shonn Maguire and Pauly O’Conner, representing Gealtachta, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts by way of Dublin, Ireland and weighing in at 140 lbs…Aerrrynn Donnnellyyyy!”
Lula: “Two weeks ago, Gealtachta seemingly picked a fight with half the UWA roster.”
Chase: “They were just trying to make a statement.”
Lula: “Many people believe they cost K.I.S.S. the UWA Tag Team Championships two weeks ago.”
Chase: “Sang Réal won those titles fair and square.”
As the melody slows, Aerynn jumps straight up in the air and hits the floor just as the bass drops and pyrotechnics go off to illuminate the arena. The trio makes their way to the ring as the crowd boos them vociferously. They step into the ring and walk to the middle where Shonn throws an arm around Aerynn, cruel smirks on all three faces. Aerynn leans back into Shonn while Pauly crosses his arms and stands imposingly next to his friends, all three ready to throw down.
Lula: “This is going to be a fight.”
Shonn and Pauly exit the ring. Lacey takes look at Shonn and Pauly, seemingly concerned over their presence, but quickly refocuses as the referee signals for the bell.
The current UWA Television Champion takes an early advantage and applies an armbar to the former world champion. She keeps the armbar locked on, trying to do some damage to Aerynn’s arm and take away some of her offense.
Lula: “Lacey Roberts taking early control of the match here.”
Chase: “Lacey is tough, you cannot take that away from her.”
Lacey keeps the armbar on, wrenching. Aerynn is able to counter out of the move with a stiff punch, forcing Lacey to break the hold. “The Irish Princess” grabs Lacey, delivering a hard knee to the face of “the Devil’s Little Sister”. Lacey hits the mat, trying to get to her feet, only to get nailed with another knee strike to the face and knocking her against the ropes, where she connects with a forearm. The referee forces Aerynn to break.
Lula: “And here comes that aggression of Aerynn Donnelly. It’s that aggression that may make her the first two-time UWA World Champion.”
Chase: “If anyone knows how to win a triple threat match, it’s Aerynn Donnelly, Vince Jones and Kyle Travis. Those three in a triple threat are hard to bet against.”
Lula: “Well only one of those three is involved in a triple threat match, the other two have one-on-one matches.”
Aerynn steps away from Lacey, who moves away from the ropes. Taking advantage to nail the cheap shot, the former UWA World Champion nails Lacey with a superkick, knocking her through the ropes and out on to the floor. The referee disciplines Aerynn before he quickly turns to keep Pauly and Shonn away from Lacey, who is starting to stir.
Lula: “And Lacey Roberts has just dumped the former UWA World Champion out of the ring.”
Chase: “Lacey’s got the speed, but Aerynn is just explosive.”
Aerynn moves past the referee and to the outside, rolling Lacey into the ring, then taking a moment to look at Pauly and Shonn, who stand in support of her. She turns to the ring, pulling herself up. As she starts to get into the ring, Lacey nails her with a dropkick, knocking her on to the apron. Lacey then helps Aerynn into the ring with vertical suplex and rolls through for a cover.
One…
Kickout!
Lula: “Lacey is not letting up on the Aerynn.”
Chase: “It’s a very wise strategy on her part.”
Lacey does not let up, taking Aerynn down with another suplex and then bouncing off the ropes to hit a knee smash into the face of the former UWA Champion.
Lula: “Lacey Roberts is not letting up.”
Chase: “Would you?”
Trying for something a little high risk, Lacey steps through the ropes, waiting for Aerynn to get to her feet. However, Pauly and Shonn take the chance to move closer to Lacey, taking her attention away from Aerynn.
Lula: “Lacey maybe trying some sort of aerial offense here.”
Chase: “She’s got to pull out all the stops.”
Lula: “Someone get those two away.”
The referee warns Pauly and Shonn to stay away. Lacey pulls herself up on the top rope, trying to launch herself into the ring, but Aerynn manages to sidestep. Lacey hits nothing but mat, bouncing off.
Lula: “The distraction from Pauly and Shonn causes Lacey to miss with a high risk maneuver.”
Chase: “Don’t blame them because Lacey wasn’t paying attention.”
As Lacey manages to get to her feet, Aerynn takes her down with a reverse DDT, hooking the leg for a cover.
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Lula: “Aerynn with a reverse DDT and a cover, but Lacey kicks out.”
Keeping on the attack, Aerynn bends down to pick Lacey up, but Lacey catches her by surprise with a small package.
One…
Two…
Th…Kickout!
Lula: “Lacey almost caught Aerynn with a small package and almost got the win.”
Chase: “Almost isn’t a definite.”
Both women manage to get to their feet, but Aerynn is quicker, grabbing Lacey and hoising her up, driving her into the mat with a vicious spinebuster and hooks the legs for another pin attempt.
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Lula: “A vicious spinebuster and even Aerynn looks surprised as that she did not get the win there.”
Chase: “Lacey is a tough one.”
Getting back to her feet, Aerynn moves to position, signaling that it’s time to finish this thing by slapping her leg.
Chase: “But this may finish her.”
Lula: “Lacey looking for the Stall N’ Crawl to finish this one.”
As Lacey gets to her feet, Aerynn charges in, going for the Stall N’ Crawl, but Lacey manages to duck the kick and catches Aerynn in a sleeper hold.
Lula: “Lacey manages to duck the kick!”
Chase: “What?”
Lula: “And a sleeper hold locked on!”
Aerynn tries fighting off the hold, trying to break free.
Lula: “Lacey is trying to take the Aerynn down.”
In a desperation move, she rams herself and Lacey into the corner, forcing Lacey to break the hold. Lacey slumps against the turnbuckles while Aerynn staggers away, trying to catch her breath.
Chase: “Well that broke the hold.”
That moment, however, is all Lacey needs to go for the sleeper hold again, but this time, Aerynn is able to get a hold of the ropes and forces the break. Lacey sends Aerynn to the outside with a dropkick. “The Irish Princess” is livid as she slaps the apron hard, looking like she is about to snap. Shonn and Pauly quickly move to her to calm her down. Inside the ring, Lacey Roberts poses, taunting the former UWA World Champion.
Lula: “Lacey manages to knock Aerynn to the outside again, and “the Irish Princess” is livid.”
Chase: “That may not be a good thing for Lacey.”
Aerynn pulls herself up to the apron. As Lacey moves in, Aerynn grabs her head, pulling her down over the ropes. Lacey snaps her, landing on the mat and holding her throat.
Lula: “A cheap shot from Aerynn.”
Chase: “Cheap but it works.”
Aerynn takes the opportunity to slide back into the ring and shoots Lacey across the ropes and catches her with a two-handed chokeslam. Aerynn goes for a pin.
Lula: “A chokeslam by Aerynn and this could be it.”
One…
Two…
Th…Kickout!
Lula: “And, somehow, Lacey kicks out.”
Chase: “How?”
Aerynn does not let up, grabbing Lacey and whipping her across the ring, but Lacey reverses. At the last moment, “the Irish Princess” reverses, sending Lacey over the top rope. “The Devil’s Little Sister” manages to catch herself on the ropes and apron, pulling herself up. As Aerynn turns around to meet her, Lacey manages to nail her with a chick kick, knocking her back.
Lula: “And this time it is Lacey sent out of the ring.”
Chase: “Nice change of pace.”
Lula: “And Aerynn takes a hard kick to the jaw.”
Pulling herself up, Lacey launches herself into the ring, nailing Aerynn with a springboard lariat and knocking her down. Lacey quickly rolls over and hooks the leg for a pin.
One…
Two…
Thr…shoulder up!
Lula: “This time, Lacey nails the clothesline and a cover, but Aerynn kicks out.”
Chase: “Lacey seems surprised by that one.”
Lacey gets to her feet, waiting for Aerynn to stir. As the former world champion starts getting to her feet, the current Television Champion shoots the ropes and connects with a running DDT, driving Aerynn’s head into the mat.
Lula: “Lacey nails the DDT.”
Chase: “Oh, this has been a fight.”
Slowly, Lacey pulls Aerynn over to the corner and pulls herself up to the top turnbuckle and poses for a moment as she jumps off.
Lula: “Lacey going for a high risk move here, trying to put Aerynn away.”
Chase: “Like the Seahawks not running the ball, this may be a bad idea. Why? Why didn’t they run the ball? I lost $20 on that game.”
Lula: “You don’t even like the Seahawks.”
Chase: “The point stands.”
At the last minute, Aerynn rolls out of the way, causing Lacey to miss with a reverse lungblower. Lacey hits the mat, dropping to her knees and trying to get back to her feet. As she turns around, Aerynn nails her with a hard spear, knocking Lacey down to the mat. The former world champion goes for the cover.
Lula: “Aerynn avoids the move and catches Lacey with a spear.”
Chase: I think she broke her.”
One…
Two…
Thr…shoulder up!
Lula: “And somehow, Lacey gets the shoulder up.”
Chase: “Neither of these ladies is giving an inch tonight.”
Trying to end the match, Aerynn rolls Lacey over and tries to lock in Across the River. Lacey struggles to fight it off, but it is ultimately futile as Aerynn locks the hold on.
Lula: “Aerynn going for a submission, trying to find someway to put Lacey away here.”
Lacey struggles to break the hold, trying to loosen Aerynn’s grip. She starts to pull herself to the ropes, trying to reach for them as she Aerynn keeps the hold on. The referee is in perfect position, watching the two competitors while managing to keep an eye on Pauly and Shonn.
Lula: “Aerynn locks in Across the River and Lacey is trying to fight it off.”
Chase: “Lacey is not going to tap out any time soon, but it may not be a bad idea.”
Reaching with all she has, Lacey grabs the bottom rope, forcing the break. Aerynn refuses to let go. The referee starts to count, and on the three, Aerynn finally releases the hold.
Lula: “Aerynn risking disqualification, keeping the hold on as the referee counts.”
Chase: “She had until four. She let go at three.”
Getting back to her feet, Aerynn pulls Lacey away from the ropes, but Lacey tries fighting her off, kicking her and managing to knock her down.
Lula: “Lacey trying to fight off Aerynn.”
Aerynn moves back in for the attack, but Lacey catches her with another small package.
Lula: “She caught her with a small package out of nowhere!”
One…
Two…
Thr…Kickout!
Lula: “Oh so close there.”
Aerynn and Lacey get to their feet. Lacey connects with a kick to the midsection and bounces off the ropes, trying for the Reaper Scythe.
Lula: “Here comes the Reaper Scythe!”
Aerynn manages to avoid the move and tries for the Stall N’ Crawl.
Lula: “Aerynn ducks out of the way and goes for the Stall N’ Crawl!”
Somehow, Lacey manages to avoid the move and grab Aerynn in a German suplex.
Lula: “And Aerynn misses!”
Chase: “How?”
Lula: “German suplex!”
One…
Two…
Three!
Aerynn manages to kickout, but it is too late as the match is over. Lacey quickly rolls out of the ring, throwing her arms in the air as Pauly and Shonn hit the ring. Aerynn runs to the ropes, yelling at Lacey, who throws her arms up into the air.
Hensley: “Here is your winner…Lacey Roberrtssss!”
Lula: “This has to be something of an upset! What a match though!”
Chase: “How in the hell did that just happen?!”
The referee runs up to Lacey, handing her the UWA Television Championship and raising her arm as she moves to the back. Inside the ring, Aerynn still looks upset over the loss.
Lula: “This is a huge win for Lacey Roberts, but you have to wonder how this will affect Aerynn going into Tragic Engagement.”
Chase: “She’ll be fine.”
Lula: “Oh, what In the hell is he doing here?!”
::Sure enough through the curtain came Kyle Travis with a crowbar in hand. Looking to create some damage before before he could so much as make it halfway down the ramp someone jumped the barricade and stood at the bottom of the ramp.::
Lula: “Is that......Craven?!”
Chase: “The hell is he doing here?!”
Lula: “He isn't letting Travis get involved. They aren't done yet.”
Chase: “The man's an idiot.”
::The camera shifted from the stand off and the two men jawing at one another to the backstage area. More specificly the locker room of the Children of Nephilim who looked.....pissed. Sariel, Maiko and the twins all on their feet and staring at the masked woman.::
Maiko: “You don't really think we will do that do you?”
Sariel: “NEVER!”
Woman: “You don't have a choice.....”
Maiko: “The hell we don't!”
Woman: “Will you defy....HIM?”
::The reaction on the two women was clear. Each shivered and shook their heads mutely.::
Woman: “Good. He commands it.”
Maiko: “.....His will be done.”
Woman: “Good girl.”
::The camera then shifts back to the ringside area.::
Jamie Hensley: “The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at 140 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Nikki Peltier and the UWA North American Champion Ashley Kenyon, representing K.I.S.S. and Arsenal, this is BETHANY KENYON!!!”
::Black Spiders' “Kiss Tried To Kill Me” starts up. With lights dancing around, Nikki Peltier leads out both members of K.I.S.S. To the delight of the onlooking crowd. Bethany Kenyon sways slightly trying to tantalize and only tease a little while her younger sister, Ashley Kenyon, tries to make eye contact with every person in the place, hoping to tease them all into a frenzy. Nikki leads them to the ring where she walks to the center of the ring and points to opposite corners, upon which both sisters raise their arms, Bethany just standing there while Ashley dances a little for everybody.::
Lula Davidson: “So, here we go with a battle of two fan favorites. Bethany Kenyon, coming off the loss of the UWA World Tag Team Championships, taking on a man who hasn’t lost in one on one competition since his return, Sentinel!”
Jason Chase: “She admitted she’s afraid of him and you know what? She should be because that guy has pissed off some really heavy hitters with Joshua McBride and yo man, V!”
Lula Davidson: “And it’s not because he’s huge, hits like a truck and has, in fact, defeated both of those heavy hitters?”
Jason Chase: “Yo, I ain’t tryin’ to hear all that! Y’all mahfuckas betta jus watch yo asses ‘round V!”
Jamie Hensley: “And her opponent, weighing in at 277 pounds and hailing from Valley Forge. Tennessee and accompanied to the ring by Talon, this is “The Silent Destroyer” SENTINEL!!!”
::The arena goes dark, static crackling through the PA speakers and across the big screen. A distorted siren sounds off and as it does rows of white lights cut on behind the stage's entryway. A tall, dark silhouette stands against them...::
"I got nothin' left and that makes me dangerous!"
::...and as the first lyric of "Dangerous" by Shaman's Harvest is belted out, the lights go up in a flash, showing Sentinel standing before the lights with Talon leaned back against his chest, her arms lifted and her hands clasped behind his neck. She walks ahead of him, leading the way to the ring as he marches down the ramp, both hands gripping the ends of the heavy steel chain around his neck except when he's bumping fists with the fans en route.::
"Got no more hate...and that makes me dangerous.
No pride or shame...and that makes me dangerous.
Can't get knocked down...and that makes me dangerous.
My time is now...and that makes me dangerous."
::Talon smoothly pulls herself onto the apron and cartwheels into an upside-down pose, hanging from the top rope. She beckons to Sentinel who steps forward, the two sharing a heated kiss before she pulls herself back up and flips from the ropes into the ring. Sentinel ascends the steps and climbs onto the turnbuckles, looking out at the packed arena before dropping down into the ring.::
"I'm a grenade without reason, ready to explode...
I'm like a freight locomotive, steamin' out of control...
I'll make you a martyr, boy, step in line...
I'm a glutton for punishment, yeah, it makes me feel alive!"
::He drops the chain under the turnbuckles and takes off his cut, handing it to Talon before holding the ropes so she can exit the ring. Sentinel remains in that same corner, head lowered as he awaits the bell.::
Lula Davidson: “He’s been making a lot of noise lately!”
Jason Chase: “Yo...”
Lula Davidson: “Honest to God, if you do that again, I’m gonna ask Ashley to come over and shove yo man’s old belt so far up your ass, you’ll be spitting up the leather strap!”
Jason Chase: “They’ll get theirs… eventually.”
::The bell sounds and the two competitors walk out to the middle of the ring as the crowd cheers them both on. Bethany and Sentinel lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up and Sentinel easily muscles Bethany back into the near corner. As soon as they arrive against the turnbuckles, Sentinel releases his grip and blasts Bethany with a nasty reverse knife-edge chop to the chest. Bethany's eyes go wide in shock and sudden pain as he knees buckle from the impact. Bethany staggers upright and Sentinel hits her with a second one, almost immediately spinning into a kesagiri chop followed by a spinning backfist. Bethany staggers from the corner and falls to her knees. SEntinel moves in behind her and leans down. He slaps on an abdominal stretch and then stands up, lifting her off her knees and into the air. He spins and brings her down into a sidewalk slam, her legs already hooked for a cover.::
1…
2…
BETHANY KICKS OUT!!!
::Sentinel stands up, bringing Bethany up with him. He gives her an overhand chop to the chest and Bethany starts to go down again. Sentinel moves in and scoops her up, bringing her down into a pendulum backbreaker before standing right back up and spinning into another sidewalk slam. He hooks the legs and covers.::
1…
2…
SHOULDER UP!!!
::Sentinel starts up, looking to bring her with him again but Bethany pulls him down into a small package.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Bethany rolls over as he sits up and hooks her legs over his head, grabbing onto his arm and pulling it back behind his back. Sentinel grits his teeth as Bethany pulls with all her might. Sentinel manages to get to his knees, Bethany still trying to pull his arm off. Sentinel grunts, grimacing in pain as he stands up, pulling her up into the air with him. He spins and brings her down into a sitout powerbomb that knocks her loose. Sentinel sits there, holding for the cover.::
1…
2…
SHOULDER UP!!!
::Bethany pops her hips, reaches up and grabs him for an arm triangle. As she pulls on his arm and head, Sentinel starts back up. He almost roars as he picks her up again. At the apex of elevation, Bethany releases her grip and throws herself over into a sunset flip. Sentinel goes down but manages to roll through to the ropes. Both competitors get to their feet and Sentinel looks for the Dead End, spinning into the lariat. Bethany catches the arm and swings up into a crucifix pin attempt but Sentinel is able to drop almost sideway, bring Bethany down into a death valley driver. Sentinel hops on for the cover.::
1…
2…
SHOULDER UP!!!
Lula Davidson: “My God, what a move!”
Jason Chase: “He’s been picking her up with one arm and it’s the one he shouldn’t be able to pick her up with!”
Lula Davidson: “How strong is he?”
Jason Chase: “I don’t think we want to find out!”
::Sentinel starts to sit up and Bethany grabs him for the crucifix pin again, rolling him over onto his shoulders.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Bethany makes her way to a corner and jumps to the top. Sentinel follows her and jumps up onto the second turnbuckle. As he hooks her up, looking for Fallen Silence, Bethany knees him in the face and jumps over the top for a sunset flip powerbomb. She immediately hops, turns and gives him a standing moonsault before hooking his leg.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Bethany moves to the corner again. Sentinel follows her in and this time, catches her perfectly for Fallen Silence. He moves over, rolling her over and then standing up, bringing her with him in a gutwrench. He quickly snaps off the Screaming Silence and then stands up into a vertical suplex lift. He takes a step and then brings her down into the Black Sunset.::
1…
2…
FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!
::Sentinel pulls Bethany up and Bethany spits his hands off her before snapping off the Kiss Off superkick. Sentinel goes down and Bethany falls across him in a cover.::
1…
2…
SHOULDER UP!!!
Lula Davidson: “Bethany can’t believe it!”
Jason Chase: “Neither can I!”
Lula Davidson: “She got him with the superkick and... ”
Jason Chase: “He’s not human!”
::Bethany starts up and Sentinel gives her a wicked chop that brings her right back to her knees. He hooks her head and looks for Black Sunset again but Bethany turns it into a victory roll.::
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!!
::Bethany goes to the corner and Sentinel comes back after her again. She gets to the top, he follows, looking for Falling Silence. Bethany leaps over, looking for the sunset flip bomb again but Sentinel grips the top rope to block her. She lands on her feet and jumps up to give him a headbutt to the gut. Sentinel sits back on the top rope and Bethany moves up, hooking his head. She falls back into a modified fisherman suplex and Sentinel crashes to the mat. Bethany rolls through into a half crab. Sentinel grits his teeth and then performs a push-up to kick her off. Bethany runs to the ropes, rebounds off and comes back just as Sentinel gets to his knees. She runs up and delivers a shining wizard knee strike to the back of the head. Sentinel falls to all fours and Bethany runs to the ropes in front of him. She rebounds off and gives him a soccer kick to the mouth. Sentinel staggers back, on his knees. Bethany bounces back and snaps off the kiss Off with Sentinel on one knee. He pops up, reeling from the kick and Bethany gives him another full force Kiss Off to the face. Sentinel goes down and Bethany dives on top, hooking the leg.::
1…
2…
3!!!
Lula Davidson: “SHE GOT HIM!!!”
Jason Chase: “No way...”
Lula Davidson: “Bethany Kenyon just beat Sentinel!”
Jason Chase: “I… ”
Jamie Hensley: “Here is your winner, BETHANY KENYON!!!”
::The U.W.A. Logo flashes in the corner of the screen as Bethany backs up the ramp with her hands over her mouth and Sentinel's surprised and outraged face.::